Cash On The Barrelhead Lyrics - Singles - Charlie Louvin

I got in a little trouble 

At the county seat 

Lord, they put me in the jail house 

For loafin' on the street 

Well, the judge said guilty 

He made his point 

He said, "Forty five dollars 

Or thirty days in the joint" 

"That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hon 

You can take your choice 

You're twenty one 

No money down 

No credit plan 

No time to chase you 

'Cause I'm a busy man" 

I found a telephone number 

On a laundry slip 

I had a good, hardy jailor 

With a six gun hip 

He let me call long distance 

She said, "Number, please" 

An' just as soon as I told her 

She shouted back at me 

Said, "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hon 

Not part, not half 

But the entire sum 

No money down 

No credit line 

'Cause a little boy tells me 

You're the travelin' kind" 

Thirty days in the jail house 

Four days on the road 

I was feelin' mighty hungry 

My feet, a heavy load 

I saw a Greyhound comin' 

Stuck out my thumb 

As soon as I was seated 

The driver caught my arm 

Said, "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hon 

This old, gray dog gets paid to run 

When the engine starts 

An' the wheels will roll 

Give me cash on the barrelhead 

I take you down the road 

Cash on the barrelhead 

I take you down the road"