Cash On The Barrelhead Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

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