Tuckered Out Lyrics - Black Clint

I've seen more than a Little Texas, and a Playboy always knows 

A man does what he Wills as long as he stays on his toes 

He can Russell up a fortune, any man could strike it Rich 

But I'm doing good to keep it Strait and keep my wheels out of the ditch 

Ain't no Foster for the Desert Rose, the babblin' Brooks are Dunn 

That Crystal ball won't even book me one day in the Sun 

I'm Haggard, worn and Waylon from the bottom of my Restless Heart 

Don't know Wy the Black cloud's tailin' me, there seems to be no Parton from the dark 

And I've had it to the Gills of knowin' what the Nitty Gritty's all about 

Bein' McEntired and Loveless I can't Lovett if I'm all Tuckered out 

Well, I never meant to set out like a half-cocked Gatlin gun 

No highway Head Hunter's gonna let this Rabbitt run 

I ain't Raven 'bout The Ride, I probably got no fate to Seal 

If I can't roll through Alabama half Asleepin' At The Wheel 

All my Paycheckes are like dried up Wells and way too small to Cash 

Or I'd find a roadside motel, lay some money down to Crash 

I'm Haggard, worn and Waylon from the bottom of my Restless Heart 

Don't know Wy the Black cloud's tailin' me, there seems to be no Parton from the dark 

And I've had it to the Gills of knowin' what the Nitty Gritty's all about 

Bein' McEntired and Loveless I can't Lovett if I'm all Tuckered out