She sat alone on a bus out of beaumont The courage of just 18 years A penny and quarter were taped to a letter And momma's goodbye in her ears She watched
Dollar Dollar I'm 'bout my game, can't take shit light Rich today, be broke tonight I duck the pin 'cuz I seek the light On my grind, my grind's my life
I walk the streets to see a homeless man With his outstretched hands You know he want somethin' to eat Or maybe another bag of meth for his head But he
Now put her in the buck There's only one way to have a good time Fuck that pussy and make it mine Lay the bitch on the bed, flat on her back Hold her
Maybe this time, I'm finally losing my mind 'Cause I could use the change Haven't you heard? Things are way more absurd They're even kind of strange
Hey, hey, yea, yea Got a dolla and a dream Yea I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team Everything ain't what it seems Yea I got a dolla and
It's in the lives that we lead Setup for money and greed A little isn't enough we have to use it all up Success, excess, the truth is inconvenient Oh
Late at night as I lay down to sleep I think of all the secrets people keep like how I feel for you Do you feel it too or is it something we have
He said, ?The storm is gettin' stronger? As he climbed inside my truck I'm headed back to Carolina God's willin' an' he learned An' he told me how he
The first time I met her, she walked right up to me And said, "You're who I've wanted to find" There was a man she had seen in her dreams And it was me
I have seen my last tomorrow I am holding my last breath Goodbye, sweet world of sorrow My new life begins with death I am standing on the mountain I
Hey, kinda like that banjo Crank that stuff up a little Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about The way she looks, the way she walks That southern twang,
Well, I walked in to one of my old haunts It used to be a honky-tonk heaven Some old slicker done bought the place An' lit it up like a 7-11 Yes, they
I left Montgomery on North 65 I was restless and ready to give Nashville a try I rolled into town with a sound of my own Somewhere between Jennings and
Daddy hugs his little man, says son I?ve got to go And he pulls out of the drive and disappears As they walk back in the house, the young boy asks his
Well, I never cut tobacco in the hills of Tennessee And I ain't seen a moonshine still But I still love to smoke and drink No, I never ate dinner from