The Living Bubba

The Living Bubba - Drive-By Truckers

Wake up tired and I wake up pissed

Wonder how I ended up like this

I wonder why things happen like they do

But I don't wonder long 'cause I got a show to do

I'm sick at my stomach from the AZT

Broke at my bank 'cause that sh*t ain't free

But I'm here to stay at least another week or two

I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do

Don't give me no pity don't give me no grief

Wit till I die for sympathy

Just help me with this amp and a guitar or two

I can't die now 'cause I got another show to do

Don't give me no preachin' no self servin'

I ain't no angel but nobody's deserving

I can dance on my own grave thank you

But I can't die now 'cause I got another show

Some people keep saying I can't last long

But I got my bands I got my songs

Liquor beer and nicotine to help me along

And I'm drunk and stubborn as they come

Chain smoking guitar picking 'til I'm gone

Gone gone gone

I ain't got no political agenda

Ain't got no message for the youth of America

'Cept wear a rubber and be careful who you screw

And come see me next Friday

'Cause I got another show

Some people stop living long before they die

Work a dead end job just to scrape on by

But I keep living just to bend that note in two

And I can't die now 'cause I got another show