Victim of Life's Circumstances歌词

It's 6:05 a.m. on
Sunday mornin'
And I was supposed to left for
Memphis late last night
But I stopped at one of them old highway places
And 'cause
I did, I'll sleep in
Tarrant County
Jail tonight
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'
Somethin' hit my head and knocked me from my conscious mind
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 ending up some place
I don't belong, alright
I said, "Jailor, hey, what y'all got me charged with?"
Well, he looked at me and halfway closed one eye
Well, he said to me, “
To say, you don't remember
Cuttin' up some fool with that bone handled knife?"And I'm a victim of life's circumstancesWell, I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dancersSingin' them old country songsAnd half the time ending up some place I don't belongAnd I'm a victim of life's circumstancesWell, I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dancersSingin' them old country songsHalf the time ending up some place I don't belong