My dog run off with my truck
Ain't that just some kinda luck?
If the world was a tire
It would probably be on fire
You know a man just can't make a buck
My woman run off with my dad
Said it's the most fun she's had
Well hi-de-ho-de fuck you
And to Dear Daddy too
You know we don't think
You're even really our dad
Moonshine
Pine tree
Diesel
Snow
Teardrops
Pork chops
Look out below
It's fixin to blow
Feed store
Drug deal
Hubcaps
Grain
Small town
Meltdown
Girl down the lane
I hope she's in pain
My granny run off with the lord
2 or 3 years. Maybe 4.
And when I get there myself
She's gonna stand up and yell
"Looky there! That's my boy! And he's dead!"
My dog run off with my truck
Ain't that some kind of shit luck?
If the world was a tire
There'd be one big fire
You know a man just can't make a buck
The working man always gets stuck
credits
from It's Fixin to Blow,
released April 1, 2018
Written by J.D. Avera. Arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by J.D. Avera at Atomic Eye Studios in Gulf Shores, Alabama.
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