I'm Gettin High

Some ladies like gold and diamonds

And my sweet thing, she's five and dime'n and

Even though we ain't thrivin'

We're just happy to be survivin'

And I'm, I'm gettin' high

Oh, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' by

And, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' high

Songwriters, they got stories to tell

'Bout how their lives have been a livin' hell

I'm writin' this song up here in this jail

'Cause I ain't got no money for to make my bail

The lawman says that I gotta pay

So I'ma sit it out about two or three days

I got a girl that I keep on the side

And come early morning, she'll be my ride

And I'm, I'm gettin' high

Oh, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' by

And, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' high

So my friends, I'm a lot like you

I ain't got no money, and my rent's past due

Still, I'm drinkin' that cold Mountain Dew

And smokin' that stuff that my brother grew

When your life is all music and rhymes

It sure help you make it through those rough times

And even though I'm down on my luck

And the repo man just drove off my with my truck

And I'm, I'm gettin' high

Oh, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' by

And, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' high

Oh, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' by

And, yes, and I'm, I'm gettin' high