There are days that i can walk around like i’m alright, And i pretend to wear a smile on my face, And i could keep the pain from comin’ out of my eyes, But sometimes, sometimes, Sometimes i cry, Cry, Sometimes i cry, When i can’t do nothing else. Everybody keeps tellin’ me to move..
Flyin’ down a flat track, bottle in a brown sack Pistons pumpin’ in a poor boy’ s cadilac Cross the mississippi, crazy on the pale moonlight I’m goin’ to beat the devil To see my angel tonight…yeah Gotta go can’t stop smokin’ like a chimney top Heart’s on fire got me heated up real hot..
My Mama Mapped Out The Road That She Knows Which Hands You Shake And Which Hands You Hold In My Hand-me-down Mercury, Ready To Roll She Knew That I Had To Go And Hangout, Make Lots Of Noise And Lay Out Late With A Boy Make The Mistakes That She Made ’cause She Knew All..
I’m a hard workin’ man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope, hammer, and paint Do things with my hands that most men can’t I can’t get ahead no matter how hard i try I’m gettin’ really good at barely gettin’ by Got everything i own By the sweat of my brow..