Mobile Home (demo)

I've been smokin' and I ain't comin' down No, my feet won't touch the ground and I can't help it I seem hopeless, I rather be lost and never found Ain't no tellin' where I'm headed now and I accept it Mama smoke like Willie in the back of a mobile home On the road again, papa lives like a rollin' stone I just plant my seeds, sit back and watch 'em grow Take all my problems, I roll 'em up and smoke I like the whiskey tequila when it's cold I can feel it in my soul when I tie one-off My doctor tells me if I wanna grow great and old I'ma have to let these vices go, but I don't know Mama smoke like Willie in the back of a mobile home On the road again, papa lives like a rollin' stone I just plant my seeds, sit back and watch 'em grow Take all my problems, I roll 'em up and smoke There's a single white trailer, mama sittin' at the table Watchin' basic cable with the cigarette lit All the hell that we've been raisin' And the trails that we've been blazin' To be this lucky, that don't make no sense Mama smoke like Willie in the back of a mobile home On the road again, papa lives like a rollin' stone I just plant my seeds, sit back and watch 'em grow Take all my problems, I roll 'em up and smoke