Cash on the Barrel Head The Louvin Brothers

[Verse 1]
Got in a little trouble at the county seat
Lord, they put me in the jailhouse for loafing on the street
When the judge heard the verdict, I was a guilty man
He said, "Forty-five dollars or thirty days in the can"

[Chorus 1]
"That'll be cash on the barrel head, son
You can make your choice, you're twenty one
No money down, no credit plan
No time to chase you 'cause I'm a busy man"

[Verse 2]
Found a telephone number on a laundry slip
I had a good-hearted jailer with a six-gun hip
He let me call long distance, she said, "Number, please"
And no sooner than I told her, she shouted out at me

[Chorus 2]
"That'll be cash on the barrel head, son
Not part, not half, but the entire sum
No money down, no credit plan
'Cause a little bird tells me you're a traveling man"

[Verse 3]
Thirty days in the jailhouse, four days on the road
I was feeling mighty hungry, my feet a heavy load
Saw a greyhound coming, stuck up my thumb
Just as I was being seated, the driver caught my arm