Tractor?s parked out in the yard I say you and me take it down to the barn Pull it inside and climb to the top Spread out a blanket in a favorite spot
I was coming to the end of a long, long walk When a man crawled out of a cardboard box Under the E. Street Bridge, followed me on to it I went out halfway
This working all day ain't gettin' me nowhere Breakin' my back won?t get it done Wish I had a dime, wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave up
The Devil went down to Georgia He was lookin' for a soul to steal He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind And he was willin' to make a deal When he
I don?t need a whole lot of money But I wouldn?t turn a lottery down I just need a little green in my pocket So I can buy my buddies a round All I want
Kick my countrified soul Well, I heard it on the radio, they're comin' back to town Playin' at the Wilson County Fair Put in my forty and some overtime
Boy and girl fall in love, startin' out just enough Pocket change, lean an' green, first and last security Newlyweds, overheads, all we really had was
This town has only seven roads And only three stoplights I'm finding out that's not much room For a memory to hide Can't seem to find a single place
Barefoot walkin' on a white sand beach Fishin' on a log in a backwoods creek A baby in a month and a baby on her hip And when I kiss her on her lips,
So long as I got me a couple of trees To hang my hammock underneath in a summer breeze I'm a lucky man As long as I got me a dream or two And a little
You don't put on a lot of makeup You like to wear your hair pulled back When the kids call you come a runnin' You always put yourself last Most people
I put a 'For Sale' sign on the front of my truck Said call anytime 'cause I'm always up Make an offer One that I won't refuse I bought a one way ticket
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This song it was written down In a pea green windowless room Four o'clock and the TV's dead Wired up with nothin' to do I drunk all my whiskey I smoked
This workin' all day ain't gettin' me nowhere A breakin' my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave
Another elephant gray sky and it's cold outside I've been a phantom with no place to hide Is my fortune searching for the love inside? Or am I tortured
I made a machine that's smarter than me. It took my job and my family. I'm pretty good, but i'm obsolete. I don't get no sleep. That machine works all
(D. Gutter) I heard the doctors on the street who say their prescription's great send my condolences to the kid who springs to buy his brand new brain
