I Got A Gig Lyrics

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 Years Eve

Four tin walls now there ain't much left

Lookin' like a homeless

Cheers on

Meth Homer's in 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.

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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 I'm playin' for my supper six

Nights a week Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve I got a gig