[00:00.00] 作词 : Ira Louvin/Charlie Louvin
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Ira Louvin/Charlie Louvin
[00:05.97]I got in a little trouble at the county seat
[00:11.22]Lord, they put me in the jailhouse
[00:13.92]For loafing on the street
[00:16.65]Well, the judge said guilty
[00:19.32]He made his point
[00:21.90]He said fourty-five dollars
[00:24.66]Or thirty days in the joint
[00:27.78]That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
[00:32.85]You can take your choice
[00:35.40]You're twenty-one
[00:38.10]No money down
[00:40.83]No credit plan
[00:43.56]No time to chase you
[00:46.17]Cause i'm a busy man
[01:10.74]I found a telephone number on a laundry slip
[01:16.14]I had a good, hardy jailor
[01:17.76]With a six gun hip
[01:21.57]He let me call long distance
[01:24.27]She said, "number, please"
[01:27.24]And just as soon as i told her
[01:29.79]She shouted back at me
[01:32.76]Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
[01:38.25]Not part, not half
[01:40.86]But the entire sum
[01:43.65]No money down
[01:46.32]No credit line
[01:49.02]Cause a little boy tells me
[01:51.81]You're the travelin' kind
[02:05.34]Thirty days in the jailhouse
[02:08.04]Four days on the road
[02:10.59]I was feelin' mighty hungry
[02:13.17]My feet, a heavy load
[02:16.02]I saw a greyhound comin'
[02:18.75]Stuck out my thumb
[02:21.57]As soon as i was seated
[02:24.15]The driver caught my arm
[02:27.09]Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
[02:32.61]This old, grey dog gets paid to run
[02:38.01]When the engine starts
[02:40.95]And the wheels will roll
[02:43.41]Give me cash on the barrelhead
[02:45.15]I take ya down the road
[02:45.57]Ohh, cash on the barrelhead
[02:46.05]I take you down the road

作词 : Ira Louvin/Charlie Louvin
作曲 : Ira Louvin/Charlie Louvin
I got in a little trouble at the county seat
Lord, they put me in the jailhouse
For loafing on the street
Well, the judge said guilty
He made his point
He said fourty-five dollars
Or thirty days in the joint
That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
You can take your choice
You're twenty-one
No money down
No credit plan
No time to chase you
Cause i'm a busy man
I found a telephone number on a laundry slip
I had a good, hardy jailor
With a six gun hip
He let me call long distance
She said, "number, please"
And just as soon as i told her
She shouted back at me
Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
Not part, not half
But the entire sum
No money down
No credit line
Cause a little boy tells me
You're the travelin' kind
Thirty days in the jailhouse
Four days on the road
I was feelin' mighty hungry
My feet, a heavy load
I saw a greyhound comin'
Stuck out my thumb
As soon as i was seated
The driver caught my arm
Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
This old, grey dog gets paid to run
When the engine starts
And the wheels will roll
Give me cash on the barrelhead
I take ya down the road
Ohh, cash on the barrelhead
I take you down the road