Songeriter: Hoyt Axton
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I'm the cop in a little bitty town
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And I don't get much pay
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Oh, but I caught seventeen out-of-state cars
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And four of my friends today
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Yeah, I let the hometwon boys go home
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They paid five dollars bail
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Oh, but all the drivers in the out-of-sate cars
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Had to go to jail
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Yeah, they hollered and they moaned, they cried and they groaned
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They all swore that they'd sue
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But the judge was high, and so was I
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And we needed the money due
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Yeah, the judge and me got a deal, you see
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We split the money fair
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'Cept thirty percent to the county seat
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Keep the law out of our hair
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And ol' Charlie's workin' out real good at down at the corner store where
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the red light is. He sees them out-of-state plates two blocks away. When
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they get right on top of that green light, ol' Charlie pushes that secret
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button underneath the corner drug store counter. And that yellow light only
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lasts for a tenth of a second.
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Yeah, the county pays me about fourty a week
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Ain't that the livin' end
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If it wasn't for them tourists in them out-of-state cars
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I'd have no loot to spend
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But the way it stands this year so far,
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I've made four hundred thou
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For a high school dropout, I'm doin' fine
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I'm makin' more than the president now
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For a high school dropout, I'm doin' fine
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I'm makin' more than the president now
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So if you're drivin' down the road
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And a flashin' light you see
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If they're on top of a red Rolls-Royce
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You can bet your boots it's me
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'Cause I'm the cop in a little bitty town
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And I'd sure like to see
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All you drivers in them out-of-state cars
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Try to get by me
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Speed Trap
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| Hoyt Axton |
