Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Got A Gig , by - Hayes Carll. Song from the album Trouble In Mind, in the genre КантриRelease date: 31.12.2006
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
I Got A Gig |
| Eight line machine and a sailor’s daughter |
| Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water |
| Playin' for my supper six |
| Nights a week Hurricanes, Easter and New Year’s Eve |
| Four tin walls now there ain’t much left |
| Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth |
| Homer’s 'round the corner, breakin' up a fight |
| Good Lord, I hope I get paid tonight I got a gig, baby |
| Burnt fried chicken and Lone Star beer |
| Cops and the kids drink free 'round here |
| Girl behind the bar is takin' what she’s givin' |
| Lyin' about her past and tryin' to make a livin' |
| Broke pool table and some hard luck cues |
| Go tell your mama, I done paid my dues |
| Every one around here knows my name |
| Six nights a week in the neon flame I got a gig, baby I got a gig |
| There’s an old lion tamer parked behind the bar |
| Hundred pounds of weed in a stolen car |
| Oil patch boys and girls who went to |
| College Rules you don’t break and laws that ain’t acknowledged |
| Barefoot shrimper with a pistol up his sleeve |
| Some will go to heaven, some will never leave |
| Pills in the tip jar, blood on the strings |
| Oh Lord, I never thought I’d see these things I got |
| A gig, baby I got a gig |
| Eight line machine and a sailor’s daughter |
| Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water |