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Flatfoot Sam by T.V. Slim album cover

Flatfoot Sam

by T.V. Slim

Lyrics
Flatfoot Sam bought an automobile
No money down, it was a real good deal
He didn't wanna work, just ride around town
Finance company put his feet on the ground

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam
Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam stole a ten dollar bill
He told the judge he did it for a thrill
He got sixty days, suspended fine
He thanked the judge for being so kind

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam went and got in a job
The very same day the place got robbed
The cats got away, they couldn't be found
They taken old Sam and they carried him down

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam

Here come Sam now

Flatfoot Sam played a chuck-a-luck game
Dice got switched, Sam got the blame
He pulled a gun, shot out the lights
Everybody hollered, "Run for your life"

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam

Flatfoot Sam went on a spree
He married a girl weighing six-oh-three
She spent all his money, sold all his land
The next thing she did, she got another man

Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam