Story Behind The Song

a view of how one's life might look better if viewed from in a jail cell

Song Description

accoustic Clapton-esque male vocal Americana thing

Lyrics

A Night in the Joint
They give ya one phone call .
That's all...and your number looked good enough.
And I could go my own bail
but sittin' in jail it might be tough.

I thought the life I had was
Bad as a man could take.
You'd be surprised what a point
a night in the joint can make.

Well, I don't feel at home in jail,
and I'd like it to stay that way.
So if you get me out
let there be no doubt
I'll gladly repay.

I thought the life I had was
Bad as a man could take.
You'd be surprised what a point
a night in the joint can make.

I was doin' all right, when I saw
the blue lights in the mirror.
And I really did'nt know
where I wanted to go
But it sure wasn't here!

Well, I'm not a fighter,
at least not tonight
I just wanna go home
And take me a shower
for hours and hours
and unhook the phone

I thought the life I had was
Bad as a man could take.
You'd be surprised what a point
a night in the joint can make.

While incarcerated, I contemplated
but what went wrong would take
too long to tell.
But as the hours passed,
I figured out fast
that the grass is a whole lot greener
outside the cell.

Well...

Well, I'm not a fighter,
at least not tonight
I just wanna go home
And take me a shower
for hours and hours
and unhook the phone

I thought the life I had was
Bad as a man could take.
You'd be surprised what a point
a night in the joint can make.

(C) 2001 James Moffat