Letra

I worked the rigs from three to midnight On the Corpus Christi Bay I'd get off and drink 'til daylight Sleep the mornin' right away I had a plan to take some wages Leave the rigs behind for good But that life it is contagious And it gets down in your blood I lived in Corpus with my brother We were always on the run We were bad for one another But we were good at havin' fun We got stoned out on the seawall We got drunk and rolled a car Knew the girls at every dancehall Had a tab in every bar If I could live my life all over It wouldn't matter anyway 'Cause I never could stay sober On the Corpus Christi Bay My brother had a wife and family You know he gave 'em a good home But his wife thought we were crazy And one day we found 'em gone We threw her clothes into the car trunk Her photographs, her rosary We went out to the pier and got drunk Then threw her stuff into the sea If I could live my life all over It wouldn't matter anyway 'Cause I never could stay sober On the Corpus Christi Bay Now my brother lives in Houston He's married for the second time He got a good job with a union And it's keepin' him in line He came to Corpus just this weekend It was good to see him here He said he finally gave up drinkin' Then he ordered me a beer If I could live my life all over It wouldn't matter anyway 'Cause I never could stay sober On the Corpus Christi Bay If I could live my life all over It wouldn't matter anyway 'Cause I never could stay sober On the Corpus Christi Bay
Writer(s): Robert Earl Jr Keen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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