Song Description
John Prine like song about a looser that can't figure it all out.
| Song Length |
4:41 |
Genre |
Folk - Country |
Lyrics
Joseph Thacker?s Blues
Verse 1.
My whole life has been a nightmare
Just to think about it makes me cry
I spent the last five years trying to get straight
The first thirty something trying to get high
preacher man talk?n bout hellfire
Christ, you ought to have the right to choose
Between the same ole way I?m feeling
And a brand new bottle of booze
Verse 2.
Got a girlfriend down in Texas
I got three in Tennessee
But the women I?ve been married to the last six years
Won?t have nothing to do with me
Try to have a simple conversation
She lectures me instead
Try to keep my promise not to argue
But her mouth is bigger than her head
Bridge:
She swore to me she?d leave me
If I did it to her one more time
So I came home drunk last Saturday night
And I found out she was lying
Verse 3.
Everybody calls me a looser
But I never had nothing to loose
Yea, they want to tell me that I ought to do better
But I ain?t got nothing better to do
What?s the use in trying to give an answer?
They only question everything I say
What?s the use in trying to earn a living?
When it?s driving me to my grave
Bridge (2):
I always had good intentions
But they stuck me in the back like a knife
I always had a pretty good game plan
But they sat me on the bench every night
Verse 4.
On a good day baby I?m drifting
Down the road in Cadillac dream
In a skin tight underwear muscle shirt
In a pair of beat up Levi leans
Angel comes and grabs me by my short hair
Pulls me into her itty bitty car
Sez ?I?ll take you anywhere that you want to go
Just as long as you go too far?!
Bridge (3):
Spent half my life sucking on poison
The other half sucking on whores
Thought about jumping out my window
But I live on the very first floor
Verse 1 (repeat)
My whole life has been a nightmare
Just to think about it makes me cry
I spent the last five years trying to stay straight
the first thirty something trying to stay high
preacher man talk?n bout hellfire
Christ, you ought to have the right to choose
Between the same ole way I?m feeling
And a brand new bottle of booze