I got a '57 Ford and a pocket full of I.O.U.'s Now they wanna come and get me for a credit card that I've over used If this old jalopy's running real good tonight Come tomorrow morning I'll be nowhere in sight The law's gettin' closer and I'm getting in the mood to move Hey I've got a reputation hotter than the checks that I've wrote It's not that I'm dishonest the problem is honey I'm broke I tried to pay the bank but they said the money's phony Now my second wife is hounding me for alimony
If Isabelle should call just tell her I'm in Mexico or somewhere You know I'd like to get a bottle and drink my troubles away But come tomorrow morning I'd still have bills to pay And I'd feel sorry for anybody standing in my shoes Cause it's hard to jump for joy when you got a case of I.O. blues Repeat #3 I said I'd sure feel sorry for anybody standing in my shoes Cause it's hard to jump for joy when you got a case of I.O. blues