11 Months and 29 Days

A one, two, three, four

Busted in Austin, a-walkin' around in a daze

I'm sittin' in a slammer, lookin' out through these bars in a haze

But it'll all clear up, eleven months and twenty-nine days

Keep the Lone Star cold, the dance floor hot while I'm gone

Keep the Lone Star cold, the dance floor hot while I'm gone

Hey, now

Keep your hands off my woman, I ain't gon' be gone that long

Let me hear that harmonica over there, here it comes now

Little steel guitar here

Alright, bring on them fiddles, boys

That old judge put a sledgehammer in my hand when he said

"I'm gonna send you to Huntsville, shave your face and your head"

I'm doin' 11/29, boys, with a cement floor for my bed

Busted in Austin, a-walkin' around in a daze

Yes, I was

Now I'm sittin' in a slammer, lookin' out the bars through a haze

But it'll all clear up, eleven months and twenty-nine days

Hey, Lord