Lyrics: Lucinda Williams. Little Honey. Jailhouse Tears.
I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
I'm trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
They say I broke the law
Now everything's broken down
Babe, I know what I saw
I know you went downtown
They locked me up
And you locked me out
You tried to steal my truck but
That's not what this is about
I just went to the corner
To get a cold six pack
You're a drunk, you're a stoner
You never came back
I used to be a user
Now I'm out of stuff
You're a three time loser
You're all fucked up
And I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
I'm trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'll prove it to you somehow
I'm done with every bit
Look at me I'm clean now
You're so full of shit
I swear I will tell all
Look in my dresser drawers
Now I'm behind the 8-ball
And you're behind bars
And I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
I'm trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
We're both crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
I'm trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
They say I broke the law
Now everything's broken down
Babe, I know what I saw
I know you went downtown
They locked me up
And you locked me out
You tried to steal my truck but
That's not what this is about
I just went to the corner
To get a cold six pack
You're a drunk, you're a stoner
You never came back
I used to be a user
Now I'm out of stuff
You're a three time loser
You're all fucked up
And I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
I'm trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'll prove it to you somehow
I'm done with every bit
Look at me I'm clean now
You're so full of shit
I swear I will tell all
Look in my dresser drawers
Now I'm behind the 8-ball
And you're behind bars
And I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
Been trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
I'm crying jailhouse tears
And I've been trying all these years
I'm trying to ride things out but now I've shifted gears
And we're both crying jailhouse tears
We're both crying jailhouse tears
Williams, Lucinda
Little Honey
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