Double Wide Jail

A tradional country song. Never commercially released. It’s ripe for your next record.

Chorus:
I’m doing hard time in double wide jail
I’m a prisoner held without bail
This old mobile home is my cell
I’m doing hard time in double wide jail

It’s another Saturday night
Me and my woman are in another fight
All she does is yell and shout
And there ain’t a cold beer in the house

If my pickup wasn’t broke down
I’d crank it up and I’d head straight for town
I’d like to paint the town red
But I have to stay here instead

Chorus:
I’m doing hard time in double wide jail
I’m a prisoner held without bail
This old mobile home is my cell
I’m doing hard time in double wide jail

My neighbors are out in their yard
Sitting on lawn chairs and broken down cars
Once in a while they say
Why won’t she let you come out and play

Maybe one day I’ll get paroled
If I do I know exactly where I’ll go
I’ll travel around the world
And I won’t look twice at trailer park girls

Chorus:
I’m doing hard time in double wide jail
I’m a prisoner held without bail
This old mobile home is my cell
I’m doing hard time in double wide jail

Yeah I’m doing hard time
In this double wide jail