MUG SHOT BLUES
by Darren Senn
black and white stripes from my head down to my toes
I never thought I'd wind up sportin' these kind of clothes
my brain's achin', I'm saturated with beer and booze
locked up, run out of luck, I got the mug shot blues
I breezed into town and I played the red dog saloon
I drank and sang 'till I finally came out of tune
still the good times rolled 'till the next thing that I knew
locked up, run out of luck, I got the mug shot blues
I wasn't hurtin' anybody when they cuffed me up
now I'm eatin' raisin bran from a styrofoam cup
they pressed and pressed on me 'till I caved in
but honesty is like a hang man's rope
when it comes to storey county cops and dope
I told the truth, man I won't do that again
five a.m. And it's the jail house wake up call
blinding light, steel toilet on a concrete wall
I guess drunk and dumb don't come without their dues
locked up, run out of luck, I got the mug shot blues
black and white stripes now the jailer calls my name
bail's been paid, it's time to take my walk of shame
gonna get a newspaper and check up on what's new
maybe read dear abby and play the crossword too
with my bacon and eggs and my coffee spiked with booze
and I'll just as soon forget about the mug shot blues
'cuz I ain't got no more use from the mug shot blues