Victim of Life’s Circumstances

[Verse 1]
It's 6:05 AM on Sunday mornin'
And I was supposed to've left for Memphis late last night
But I stopped at one of them old highway places
And 'cause I did, I'll sleep in Tarren County Jail tonight

[Verse 2]
Well, I started out tonight with good intentions
But I ended up gettin' sideways, drinkin' wine
Well the last thing I remember, we was rollin'
And somethin' hit my head and knocked me from my conscious mind

[Chorus]
And I'm a victim of life's circumstances
Well, I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dancers
Singin' them old country songs
And half the time, endin' up someplace I don't belong
Alright now

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
I said, "Jailor, hey, what y'all got me charged with?"
Well, he looked at me and halfway closed one eye
Well, he said, "You mean to say you don't remember
Cuttin' up some fool with that bone-handled knife?"

[Chorus]
And I'm a victim of life's circumstances
Well, I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dancers
Singin' them old country songs
And half the time, endin' up someplace I don't belong
And I'm a victim of life's circumstances
Well, I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dancers
Singin' them old country songs
And half the time, endin' up someplace I don't belong

[Outro]
Alright