The citizens of Birdville are going about their business: weaving baskets, patronizing the bank (depositing nuts and worms), etc. In the saloon, a gangster type sings the title song, mugs a passing cop, and drinks a row of shots. He looks out and spots the bank; leading his gang across the street, he acts as lookout while the gang robs the bank. The police pursue; shootout. In the hideout, the ganster laughs at his wanted poster. A beat cop spots the getaway car and summons help; shootout, including air support. The cops shoot out the floor of the hideout birdhouse, capturing the lead, who sings, from jail, the flip side of the title song, "I'm just a jailbird now."