Medley Live from Northern Quebec (A) Cash on the Barrelhead [B] Hickory Wind [2006 Remaster]

Got in a little trouble at the county seat

Lawd, they put me in the jail house 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

Said, that'll be cash on the barrelhead, son

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

Forty days in the jail house, four days on the road

I was feeling mighty hungry, my feet a heavy load

Saw a greyhound coming, stuck up my thumb

Before I got to my seat, the driving caught my arm

Said, that'll be cash on the barrelhead, son

This old gray dog gets paid to run

When the engine starts, and the wheels won't roll

Give me cash on the barrelhead, I'll take you down the road

Said, that'll be cash on the barrelhead, son

You can take your choice, if you're twenty-one

No money down, no credit plan

No time to chase you 'cause I'm a busy man

No time to chase you 'cause I'm a busy man

Yodel-aheo, yo-layhea, yodel-ahe

In South Carolina, there are many tall pines

I remember the oak tree that we used to climb

But now when I'm lonesome, I always pretend

That I'm gettin' the feel of hickory wind

I started out younger at most everything

All the riches and pleasures, what else could life bring?

But it makes me feel better each time it begins

Callin' me home, hickory wind

It's a hard way to find out that trouble is real

In a far away city, with a far away feel

But it makes me feel better each time it begins

Callin' me home, hickory wind

Keeps callin' me home, hickory wind