Verse 1: G I got in a little trouble, at the county seat Lord, they put me in the jailhouse D G For loafing on the street G Well, the judge said guilty G He made his point
G He said fourty-five dollars D G Or thirty days in the joint Verse 2: C G That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun D You can take your choice G You're twenty-one C No money down G No credit plan D No time to chase you G Because I'm a busy man Instrumental: C G D G C G D G Verse 3: G I found a telephone number, on a laundry slip I had a good, hardy jailor D G With a six gun hip G He let me call long distance G She said, "Number, please" G And just as soon as I told her D G She shouted back at me Verse 4: C G Said that'll be cash, on the barrelhead, hun D Not part, not half G But the entire sum C No money down G No credit line D Because a little boy tells me G You're the traveling kind Verse 5: G Thirty days in the jailhouse G Four days on the road D G I was feeling mighty hungry G My feet, a heavy load G I saw a Greyhound coming G Stuck out my thumb G As soon as I was seated D G The driver caught my arm Verse 6: C G Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun D G This old grey dog, gets paid to run C When the engine starts G And the wheels will roll D Give me cash on the barrelhead G I take ya down the road D Ohh, cash on the barrelhead G C G I take you down the road