Wichita Jail

I woke up on a cement floor this mornin', My head felt like somebody been walkin' on it, Don't know how I got here, Don't remember nothin' at all, But if I done all the things that they say I did, Well I sure musta had a ball 'Cause in thirty more days I'm goin back home, To see that gal of mine, But the Wichita Jail Is a long long way From the Tupelo County line, I gotta do my time Well I ain't got a cent of the money I had I spent it Shirts tore, my shoes got a big hole in it, There's a king size knot on the side of my head And I got one big black eye But brother if you think I look bad, You oughtta see that other guy 'Cause in thirty more days I'm goin' back home, To see that gal of mine, But the Wichita Jail Is a long long way From the Tupelo County line, I gotta do my time Well this nine pound hammer feels like it weighs a ton Makin' lil ones outta big ones in this red hot Kansas sun I just hope I can make it thirty more days And get out of this mess I'm in, And if I ever get back to Mississippi I ain't ever gonna leave again 'Cause in thirty more days I'm goin back home, To see that gal of mine, But the Wichita Jail Is a long long way From the Tupelo County line, I gotta do my time I gotta do my time I gotta do my time I gotta do my time --- Wichita Jail - Charlie Daniels and The Charlie Daniels Band