Curly And Lil' Lyrics - Jerry Jeff Walker

Curly would drive that old pickup truck 

Lilly would roll a cigarette 

They never sweated the money they made 

They get by just fine on anything they get 

Curly worked the Dobro for seven long years 

Always on the road not at home 

He told Lilly one day before it all slips away 

Let's take the kids out there and make it on our own 

It's good times 'till they get here 

Short time 'till they're gone 

Just picking and singing in a family band 

Traveling and living off the land 

Picking and fishing and meeting other folks 

Making home brew and cooking steaks 

Wear your old clothes and drive those old country roads 

Live your mistakes and make up your own breaks 

They traveled this country from L.A to Maine 

Seattle and back to Key West 

Through hundreds of gigs and all the miles they did 

They say that raising five kids tops the list 

It's good times 'till they get here 

Short time 'till they're gone 

Just picking and singing in a family band 

Traveling and living off the land 

Curly told me if you want to be free 

You got to be your own boss 

Be fair with those you like, do what you think is right 

If they still don't like you, pack it up and walk 

It's good times 'till they get here 

Short time 'till they're gone 

Just picking and singing in a family band 

Traveling and living off the land 

It's good times 'till they get here 

Short time 'till they're gone 

Just picking and singing in a family band 

Traveling and living off the land