Cash On The Barrelhead
Dolly Parton Lyrics


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I got in a little trouble at the county seat
Lord, they put me in the jailhouse
For loafing on the street
Well, the judge said guilty
He made his point
He said forty-five dollars
Or thirty days in the joint
That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
You can take your choice
You're twenty-one
No money down
No credit plan
No time to chase you
'Cause I'm a busy man

I found a telephone number on a laundry slip
I had a good, hardy jailor
With a six gun hip
He let me call long distance
She said, "Number, please"
And just as soon as I told her
She shouted back at me

Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
Not part, not half
But the entire sum
No money down
No credit line
'Cause a little boy tells me
You're the travelin' kind

Thirty days in the jailhouse
Four days on the road
I was feelin' mighty hungry
My feet, a heavy load
I saw a Greyhound comin'
Stuck out my thumb
As soon as I was seated
The driver caught my arm

Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
This old, grey dog gets paid to run
When the engine starts
And the wheels will roll
Give me cash on the barrelhead
I take ya down the road




Ohh, cash on the barrelhead
I take you down the road

Overall Meaning

In Dolly Parton's song "Cash On The Barrelhead," the lyrics describe the singer's experience of getting in trouble with the law and facing a fine of either $45 or 30 days in jail. The phrase "cash on the barrelhead" is used throughout the song to emphasize the immediate need for payment, with no credit or payment plans available.


The lyrics also describe the singer's resourcefulness in finding a telephone number on a laundry slip and using it to call someone who could help them pay the fine. The song takes a turn towards a more positive note, as the singer is able to get out of jail and catch a ride on a Greyhound bus. However, even the bus driver requires "cash on the barrelhead."


Overall, the song seems to be about the struggles of poverty and the need for immediate payment, even when it seems impossible. The use of the phrase "cash on the barrelhead" and the repeated descriptions of having no credit or payment plan available create a sense of urgency and desperation.


Line by Line Meaning

I got in a little trouble at the county seat
I got into some trouble when I was in town


Lord, they put me in the jailhouse
I was put in jail


For loafing on the street
They arrested me for just hanging around outside


Well, the judge said guilty
I was found guilty by the judge


He made his point
The judge was trying to teach me a lesson


He said forty-five dollars
The judge gave me a fine of $45


Or thirty days in the joint
If I didn't pay the fine, I would have to spend 30 days in jail


That'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
You need to pay cash upfront


You can take your choice
You have the option to choose


You're twenty-one
You're legally an adult


No money down
You can't pay in installments


No credit plan
You can't pay later


No time to chase you
I don't have time to go after you if you don't pay


'Cause I'm a busy man
I'm too busy to deal with late payments


I found a telephone number on a laundry slip
I found a phone number on a piece of paper


I had a good, hardy jailor
The jailer was tough and strong


With a six gun hip
He was carrying a gun


He let me call long distance
He allowed me to make a long-distance call


She said, "Number, please"
The person who answered the phone asked for my number


And just as soon as I told her
As soon as I gave her the number


She shouted back at me
She responded loudly


Said that'll be cash on the barrelhead, hun
I have to pay cash upfront


Not part, not half
I have to pay the full amount


But the entire sum
I can't pay in installments


'Cause a little boy tells me
I heard from someone that


You're the travelin' kind
You're someone who likes to travel


Thirty days in the jailhouse
I spent a month in jail


Four days on the road
I traveled for four days


I was feelin' mighty hungry
I was really hungry


My feet, a heavy load
My feet were tired from walking


I saw a Greyhound comin'
I saw a Greyhound bus coming


Stuck out my thumb
I hitchhiked


As soon as I was seated
As soon as I got on the bus


The driver caught my arm
The driver stopped me


This old, grey dog gets paid to run
The bus driver gets paid to drive


When the engine starts
When the bus starts moving


And the wheels will roll
When the wheels start turning


Give me cash on the barrelhead
I need cash upfront


I take ya down the road
I'll take you to your destination


Ohh, cash on the barrelhead
Once again, I need cash upfront




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Written by: CHARLES LOUVIN, IRA LOUVIN

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