Song Length |
3:38 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Country - Alternative |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
(note: the video "treatment/demo" for this song can be found at: http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=12188753
Hanging Out With The Boys
James Hooker
Verse 1
Just yesterday was high school
Now I'm death at a thousand meters
Hanging out with the boys
There's no good way to say this
This damned old road is rough
Hanging out with the boys
This desert is a lot like home
Faces never change
Though the names sometimes get lost in the wind
All of my friends have gone on to finer things
And think of me time to time, I hope
Hanging out with the boys
On the line
Verse 2
Grandfather told me
The best years of his life was spent
Hanging out with the boys
Apparently Belgium was a bitch (alt. 'was a living hell' - I'm flexible on this line-contact me)
But he still had his fun
Hanging out with the boys
I had a second cousin loose his life on the Mekong
In a lot of smoke and noise
Maybe the last thing he saw
In those weeds
Was the sight of those smiling faces
He never thought he'd see again
Hanging out with the boys
On that line
Verse 3
I sleep at night on the mountain
I sleep tonight on the sea
Hanging out with the boys
I guess that The Mona Lisa's
Just gonna have to
Wait to see me
I'm hanging out with the boys
Till I catch that Freedom Bird
Back to the banks of The Santee
I'll be hanging out with the boys