Starkville City Jail - Live
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[Verse]
Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel
The town had gone to sleep and I was feeling fairly well
I strolled along the sidewalk beneath the sweet magnolia trees
I was whistling, picking flowers, swaying in the southern breeze
I found myself surrounded; one policeman said: "That's him
Come along, wild flower child. Don't you know that it's two a.m
They're bound to get you
Because they got a curfew
And you go to the Starkville City jail
Well, they threw me in the car and started driving into town
I said: "What the hell did I do?" He said: "Shut up and sit down"
Well, they emptied out my pockets, took my pills and guitar picks
I said: "Wait, my name is..." "Awe shut up." Well, I sure was in a fix
The sergeant put me in a cell, then he went home for the night
I said: "Come back here, you so and so; I ain't being treated right
Well, they're bound to get you, because they got a curfew
And you go to the Starkville City Jail
I started pacing back and forth, and now and then I'd yell
And kick my forty dollar shoes against the steel floor of my cell
I'd walk awhile and kick awhile, and all night nobody came
Then I sadly remembered that they didn't even take my name
At 8 a.m. they let me out. I said: "Gimme them things of mine!
They gave me a sneer and a guitar pick, and a yellow dandelion
[Outro]
They're bound to get you, because they got a curfew
And you go to the Starkville City Jail
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