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  • CASH ON THE BARRELHEAD
    (Charlie Louvin - Ira Louvin)
    " © '56 Acuff-Rose Music "
    Got in a little trouble at the county seat
    Lord they put me in the jailhouse for loafing on the street
    When the judge heard the verdict I was a guilty man
    He said forty five dollars or thirty days in the can
    That'll be cash on the barrelhead son you can make your choice you're twenty one
    No money down no credit plan no time to chase you cause I'm a busy man
    Found a telephone number on a laundry slip
    I had a good hearted jailer with a six gun hip
    He let me call long distance she said number please
    And no sooner than I told her she shouted out at me
    That'll be cash on the barrelhead son not parting cash but the entire sum
    No money down no credit plan cause a little bird tells me you're a travelling man
    Thirty days in the jailhouse four days on the road
    I was feeling mighty hungry my feet a heavy load
    Saw a greyhound coming stuck up my thumb
    Just as I was being seated the driver caught my arm
    That'll be cash on the barrelhead son this old grey dog is paid to run
    When the engine stops and the wheels won't roll
    Give me cash on the barrelhead I'll take you down the road
  • CASH ON THE BARRELHEAD
    (Charlie Louvin - Ira Louvin)
    " © '56 Acuff-Rose Music "
    Got in a little trouble at the county seat
    Lord they put me in the jailhouse for loafing on the street
    When the judge heard the verdict I was a guilty man
    He said forty five dollars or thirty days in the can
    That'll be cash on the barrelhead son you can make your choice you're twenty one
    No money down no credit plan no time to chase you cause I'm a busy man
    Found a telephone number on a laundry slip
    I had a good hearted jailer with a six gun hip
    He let me call long distance she said number please
    And no sooner than I told her she shouted out at me
    That'll be cash on the barrelhead son not parting cash but the entire sum
    No money down no credit plan cause a little bird tells me you're a travelling man
    Thirty days in the jailhouse four days on the road
    I was feeling mighty hungry my feet a heavy load
    Saw a greyhound coming stuck up my thumb
    Just as I was being seated the driver caught my arm
    That'll be cash on the barrelhead son this old grey dog is paid to run
    When the engine stops and the wheels won't roll
    Give me cash on the barrelhead I'll take you down the road