OUT OF LUCK, OUT ON ANOTHER HIGHWAY
(Tom Paxton --- reworked by Bob Clayton)
1. Pulled into Jackson in the morning light,
Saw the last of Jackson about ten last night,
Had some chili, and caught a show,
Deputy sheriff said time to go,
Out of luck and out on another highway.
Chorus:
Lord, lord, wouldn`t I love to throw these shoes away,
They won`t let me stay no place for no time,,
Lord, Lord, wouldn`t I love to never go away,
Out of luck, out on another highway.
2. Ain`t much to look at, but can`t help that,
I`m a little short, drink too much and I`m getting fat,
I`d change it all if I had my way,
But you`ve got to play `em the way they lay.
Out of luck, and out on another highway.
3. Wrote a picture postcard to a friend of mine,
Heading south to winter in the bright sunshine,
Wasn`t no use to mail it, though,
`Cause he`s gone where the chilly winds don`t blow,
Out of luck, and out on another highway.
recorded by Tom Paxton (though not quite in this version)
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