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