It?s 6:05 AM on Sunday morning I was supposed to leave for Memphis late last night But I stopped at one of those highway places Cause I did I'm sleepin' in Tarrant County jail tonight Well I started tonight with good intentions But I ended up getting sideways drink'n wine Well the last thing I remembered we was rollin? Till something hit my head and knocked me From my conscious mind And I'm a victim of life's circumstances Well I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dances Singing them old country songs And half the time endin? up some place I don't belong I said jailer, hey what you'll got me charged with He looked at me and halfway closed one eye Well he said to me, you say you don't remember Cuttin' up some fool with that long handle knife Chorus