歌词

Well I woke up this morning it was pouring rain Thank my lucky stars I can take the day To rest my back and my headache I've been working to hard gonna wither away Breaking my back and bloody my hands Killing myself just to pay the man Try to rest my back and my headache I've been working to hard gonna wither away Wither away Well the people always told me you gotta pay your dues And this is your life you don't get to choose And if you work hard, you'll get ahead Maybe even afford a used minivan So I sleep a little longer than I had planned Try not to turn into my old man Sleep in the chair with the TV on Seven o'clock son he's almost gone away He's withered away Wither away Live my life for my family and friends Killing myself and burning both ends You can't find yourself if you ain't looking Bust my ribs, a hole in my hand Spill my soul in the back of a van It's hard when you know that trains a coming You only got one chance all you got is your health Like a sea boat captain in a midnight swell Well the people always told me you gotta pay your dues And this is your life you don't get to choose If you work hard, you'll get ahead Maybe even afford a used minivan So I sleep a little longer than I had planned Try not to turn into my old man Sleep in the chair with the TV on Seven o'clock son he's almost gone away He's withered away
Writer(s): John Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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