Not Forget the Words

Believe it or not I treat it like a job I got the tools I use I put my boots on A lot of pride in a man who wears a hard hat Believe it or not I treat it just like that Everybody writes songs every day of their lives But most don't know what to do with the lines Treat em like strange things in a lost and found The difference with me is I write mine down The front side of this old guitar Seen more backsides on stools in bars Trying to write something Make em turn around Try and make em laugh Try and be profound And all the skills that I've aquired Qualify me for changing tires Changing strings And watching the sun come up As for the last I think I've had enough But when it comes to this job The most important thing I've learned Is how to get drunk And not forget the words People wanna know About the girls and the road And all the crazy things That happen after the show Somewhere, somehow this myth got around That all we ever do is party with the crowd But if you could just picture for a second for me A movie theatre full of empty seats And the credits roll and one guy's picking up trash A lot of the time it looks a lot like that It aint romantic it's pretty damn rough And it's hardest on the ones you love Reciting poetry to a bunch of drunks We sit up there and we tell jokes Tell stories about the songs we wrote And between we take shots, smokes and beers Keep in mind this goes on for years You only get good by going too far Keep track of where in the song you are And try to ride the line as close as you can What I'm trying to make you understand is That the front side of this old guitar Seen more backsides on stools in bars Trying to write something Make em turn around Try and make em laugh Try and be profound And all the skills that I've acquired Qualify me for changing tires Changing strings And watching the sun come up As for the last I think I've had enough But when it comes to this job The most important thing I've learned Is how to get drunk And not forget the words Is how to get drunk