Let's do it.I looked for trouble and found this songStraight down the barrel of a long man's gunI try to run but I don't think I canYou make one move and you're a dead manFriend, I ain't livin' long like thisCan't live at all like this, can I, baby?He slipped the handcuffs on behind my backDidn't let me read it on the steel railRight there, got them all in the jailhouse, babyCan't live at all like thisCan't live at all like this, can I, baby?Yeah, man!I was a-usin' on the West Side DriveTurned up a car with some all-night dialsAnd drove a stock car to an early dayAll I remember was a drunk man's breathAin't livin' long like thisCan't live at all like thisCan't live at all like thisCan I, baby?They put the handcuffs on behind my backThey let me read it on the steel rail rackAin't livin' long like thisCan't live at all like this, can I, baby?Ain't livin' long like thisCan't live at all like thisCan I, baby?Yeah, man!I'm you, I'm who you're ogin' atCan I?Can I, baby?You're a bitchYeah, got a host, but I got a robinBritt KeinarBitchujcieI live with a Cesar old house queenA Texas ruby look like Sandra DayI won't love her but I don't know howAt the bottom of the tail houseAnd I ain't living long like thisI can't live at all like thisCan I, baby?You know the story about the tail house rideDon't wanna do it but just don't getCause they got us all in the tail house, babyAnd I ain't living long like thisCan't live at all like thisCan I, baby?One of my heroes, Mr. David Lee MurphyY'all give it up for himI love you, Justin MooreI love you too, brotherThank you so muchI love you, tooY'all give it up for somebody who I thinkthat I can now call my buddy, Mr. Ricky.Thank you.Thanks, guys.