Lyric Victim Of Life s Circumstances
It s 6:05 on Sunday mornin
And I was supposed to ve left for Memphis late last night
But I stopped at one of them old highway places
And cause I did I ll sleep in Tarren County Jail tonight
Well I started out tonight with good intentions
But I ended up gettin sidways drinkin wine
Well the last thing I remember we was rollin
And something hit my head and knocked me from my conscious mind
Chorus:
And I m a victim of life s circumstances
Well I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dances
ingin them old country songs
And half the time ending up some place I don t belong
I said, "Jailor, hey, what y all got me charged with?"
Well he looked at me and halfway closed one eye
Well he said, "To mean to say you don t remember Cuttin up some fool with that bone handled knife?"
Repeat Chorus X 2
And I was supposed to ve left for Memphis late last night
But I stopped at one of them old highway places
And cause I did I ll sleep in Tarren County Jail tonight
Well I started out tonight with good intentions
But I ended up gettin sidways drinkin wine
Well the last thing I remember we was rollin
And something hit my head and knocked me from my conscious mind
Chorus:
And I m a victim of life s circumstances
Well I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dances
ingin them old country songs
And half the time ending up some place I don t belong
I said, "Jailor, hey, what y all got me charged with?"
Well he looked at me and halfway closed one eye
Well he said, "To mean to say you don t remember Cuttin up some fool with that bone handled knife?"
Repeat Chorus X 2
