Sittin' In The Jail House
Johnny Winter
Sitting in the jail house
Talking to mean old man Dave
Hey, Mr. Watt, do I get my touch
I've got my life on the stake
I'll see through the bars
They'll hang me here because
Even the preacher's coming my way
[Instrumental]
My trouble started 'cause she was making eyes at me
She had one-man hips, silken hair and tender lips
She was tall and she seemed free
Then in a flash, I was in a clash
I went and killed some woman's man
[Instrumental]
Hippity ya ya
Hippity ya ya yeah
Hippity ya ya
Hippity ya ya yeah
Oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh...
[Instrumental]
Sitting in the jail house
Talking with the mean old flicker Dave
Hey, Mr. Watt, do I get my touch
I've got my life on the stake
Well, I see through your eyes
It comes as no surprise
No mercy, I will die today
Oh oh, oh, oh oh oh, oh
(Oh oh oh oh...)
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