Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Week Of Living Dangerously, artist - Steve Earle.
Date of issue: 31.12.1986
Song language: English
The Week Of Living Dangerously |
I got out of work and I headed for the neighborhood beer joint |
I sat around and had a beer with the boys like I always do Well I didnt have nothin to say anyway there aint no point |
Theres just something bout a monday that always makes me blue |
Well it was well after dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitin |
And I guess I took a left where I generally take a right |
Well I filled her up with gas, checked the oil at the texaco station |
I threw the car seat in the dumpster and headed off into the night |
Woo-ohh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
Theres somethin bout a monday that always makes me blue |
Well I headed south on 35 hell bent for vinyl |
I hadnt never had her up past 55 before |
Well somethin bout that little red line always looked so final |
Buddy youd be surprised how fast a chevrolet truck can go Where a mans still a man if you know what Im talkin about |
Well, I walked into the cadillac bar and I laid my cash down |
I said «theres plenty more where that came from"and the lights went out |
Well I woke up in a county jail cross the line in laredo |
With a headache and a deputy staring at me through the door |
Well he said «now how you got across that river alive, I dont know |
But your wife just made your bail so now youre really dead for sure» |
Now my wife, she called my boss and cried so I got my job back |
And the boys down at the plant, they whisper and stare at me Yea well my wife can find a lot of little jobs to keep me on the right track |
Well, but thats a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously |
Yeah-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-wee |
Thats a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously |