Donkey Town

I've been around in Donkeytown too long baby too long Checking out of Donkeytown So long, so long, so long Her pretty eyes are pretty still But Jim's got a kind of a squint Yeah I dug up my last check from out of the mine Now I feel like I've done my stint Jim got an army pension When he walked from the military corps No body ever mentioned The medical report She does little things for me She likes to get the both of us high. Yeah She says I'm a tender-hearted man Prince charming, yeah, sure, I'm the guy He likes the wrecker's dogs on chains and the smoke from the company fires diesel oil in the trucks and cranes And the smell of burning tires But I've been around in Donkeytown Too long, baby, too long Checking out of Donkeytown So long, so long, so long There's a purple heart in a silver tin and a grey .45 in a drawer. Yeah Most of the time you can drink with him but some other time he's just sore On days when she says she can't think straight Or she feels like she's getting the jumps She'll go shoot off her .38 At cans on a Donkeytown dump It was Friday late and she crossed those legs She told me flat out she would. Yeah If I could pull up my trailer pegs We could get away together for good I sure wish her the best of luck She's going to need it thinking of Jim I don't like to leave her stuck But she's near as bad as him But I've been around in Donkeytown too long baby too long Checking out of Donkeytown So long, so long, so long Checking out of Donkeytown So long, so long, so long