Weekender

I went down to the county jail
 And turned myself in
 Spending all my weekends here
 Far from my good-timing friends
 Things just went from bad to worse
 But I don't know when
 The only thing I know for sure
 Is I ain't going back again
 They took me down to cellblock B
 After stripping off my clothes
 Put me in a monkey suit
 And threw me in the throes
 Like a rat in a maze
 A cow in the herd
 Or a sparrow with a broken wing
 Now I know the reason why
 The caged bird has to sing
 'Cause I'm just a weekender
 In the Davidson County Jail
 And my old man, he ain't got the cash
 To even call my bail
 Should have listened to my mama
 And quit my life of sin
 Before I went backsliding again
 This bed is hard and the room is cold
 And my cellmate's got a cough
 She takes her meds and sleeps all day
 Got six more weeks 'til she's off
 She said she beat her boyfriend up
 While high on crack cocaine
 And now she sits and watches
 Her life go down the drain
 'Cause she's just a weekender
 In the Davidson County Jail
 Her old man ain't got the cash
 To even call her bail
 She should have listened to her mama
 And quit her life of sin
 Before she went backsliding again
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 And I've been to some other room
 They tried to make me eat
 Red-dyed gravy, cardboard bread
 And something that looked like meat
 One tough girl from cellblock C
 Picked a fight with the man at the desk
 Her attitude was sent back to her rooms
 And I bet you know the rest
 'Cause we're all just weekenders
 In the Davidson County Jail
 My old man ain't got the cash
 To even call my bail
 Should have listened to the good Lord
 Maybe quit my life of sin
 Before I went backsliding again
 Before I went backsliding again