Mama's in the kitchen bakin' up a pie. Daddy's in the backyard. Get a job, son. You know you ought to try. . I packed up my bag, I headed down the road.
Mama's in the kitchen bakin' up a pie. Daddy's in the backyard. Get a job, son. You know you ought to try. . I packed up my bag, I headed down the road.
Mama's in the kitchen bakin' up a pie. Daddy's in the backyard. Get a job, son. You know you ought to try. . I packed up my bag, I headed down the road.
Came home this morning. Looking half-way like a ghost. Walked in this morning. Feelin' half-way like a ghost. . Face looked like marble. My blood burns just like toast.