Take Home Pay

Been hanging rock for twenty-odd years now
Six days a week and I can't keep up
My shoulder burns like a grinding gear box
These young crews are too fast and tough

I'm on my way down to the pawnshop
A couple hundred is all I need
If I have to I'll hit the blood bank
I'm bone dry but I can always bleed

Schemers scheme around the edges
Dreamers dream of better days
Everyone knows what the catch is
It's all about the take home pay

I got some Oxy to keep me moving
It slowly takes some things away
The only thing I was scared of losing
She packed up and left today

Well I guess she got tired of waiting
For the man she thought I'd be
In the end you can't really blame her
We're all scrappin' for the do re me

Schemers scheme around the edges . . .

Could take a job down at The Home Depot
It's half the pay but I'd still get by
There's a new gal working at the scanners
I think I caught her giving me the eye

Or there's a guy that I know from high school
Could set me up at the Super 8
Selling pills to the red-eyed truckers
Coming in off the interstate

Schemers scheme around the edges . . .



Credits
Writer(s): Roderick L Picott, R Slaid Cleaves
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