
Date of issue: 15.01.2010
Song language: English
Whiskey and Gin |
You take and outta luck kid with the weight of the world crashin down on the |
backs of his shoulders* |
And a white trash girl with no high school degree getting married in the local |
bar |
Neither one had a plan or a helping hand no one there to guide their way |
On the road won’t look back on this dead end town their gonna burn that bridge |
today |
Around midnight they called it quits for the night around four a.m. |
they turned in |
That little roach motel they tried to wake em up early but were fightin bourbon |
whiskey and gin |
Headed west through the hills down the back road late with just a prayer and |
half a tank of gas |
All the folks back home they just shook their heads those damn kids don’t stand |
a chance |
No one there to bail them out this time no one there to lean on to |
No one there to pass false judgment on their little upstart family |
Took a job tending bar at a local pub for thirty five dollars a day |
Overnight at the train yard packing freight he never pictured his life this way |
But now he’s got two kids to feed and a mortgage that can’t be late |
On his own won’t look back better luck tomorrow gotta fight for one more day |