Watching the train going down the line steady as she goes

Spinning my wheels going 'round and 'round nothing left to show

Kickin' a can down the road, scratching that itch, digging that hole

Wasting away with my thumb in the wind, one foot in the door, stick the other one in

Making the rounds in the old pickup truck, garbage is out I could use a few bucks

Dollar a pound for aluminum cans in the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

I need a short cut, around some hard luck

I need a quick buck

He's got bicycle wheels and alternators

Old lawn mowers and radiators

Iron stoves, wire hangers he's got filling tanks all full of carburetors

He's got license plates, tire weights, railroad spikes, cargo freight, rusted locks, engine blocks, hope you got your tetanus shot

Bailing wire, broken pliers, nuts and bolts and beat up tires

Copper cobalt iron steel let's pile it up and make a deal!

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn in the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn in the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

I need a short cut around some hard luck

I need a quick buck, quick buck

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn in the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

Your silver spoon ain't worth a damn in the old copper eyes of the scrap metal man

Your silver spoon

Your silver spoon