Out of Luck

Pulled into Jackson in the morning light
Saw the last of Jackson about ten last night
Had some chili, and caught a show
Deputy sheriff said time to go
Out of luck and out on another highway
Lord, lord, wouldn’t I love to throw these shoes away
They won’t let me stay no place for no time,
Lord, Lord, wouldn’t I love to never go away
Out of luck, out on another highway
Ain’t much to look at, but can’t help that
I’m a little short, drink too much and I’m getting fat
I’d change it all if I had my way
But you’ve got to play 'em the way they lay
Out of luck, and out on another highway
Wrote a picture postcard to a friend of mine
Heading south to winter in the bright sunshine
Wasn’t no use to mail it, though
'Cause he’s gone where the chilly winds don’t blow
Out of luck, and out on another highway