MUG SHOT BLUES 

by Darren Senn 
 

black and white stripes from my head down to my toes 
I never thought I'd wind up sportin' these kind of clothes 
my brain's achin', I'm saturated with beer and booze 
locked up, run out of luck, I got the mug shot blues
 
I breezed into town and I played the red dog saloon 
I drank and sang 'till I finally came out of tune 
still the good times rolled 'till the next thing that I knew 
locked up, run out of luck, I got the mug shot blues

I wasn't hurtin' anybody when they cuffed me up 
now I'm eatin' raisin bran from a styrofoam cup 
they pressed and pressed on me 'till I caved in 
but honesty is like a hang man's rope 
when it comes to storey county cops and dope 
I told the truth, man I won't do that again 

five a.m. And it's the jail house wake up call 
blinding light, steel toilet on a concrete wall 
I guess drunk and dumb don't come without their dues 
locked up, run out of luck, I got the mug shot blues
 
black and white stripes now the jailer calls my name 
bail's been paid, it's time to take my walk of shame 
gonna get a newspaper and check up on what's new 
maybe read dear abby and play the crossword too 
with my bacon and eggs and my coffee spiked with booze 
and I'll just as soon forget about the mug shot blues 
'cuz I ain't got no more use from the mug shot blues