Dime a Dozen

I'm gonna hop in the shower wipe off this dirt
Put on a pair of jeans and pearl snap shirt
It's the first day of spring, Friday night
Well call me Lazarus I'm coming alive

And I got a job at a lumber mill
For an Amish man outside Hallsville
He pays me good, pays in cash
Said he'll pay me double if I get him some grass

Boys like me, we ain't too hard to find
We're a dime a dozen, between these county lines
Where Saturday night, bleeds right into Sunday
Hungover in the pew, singin' Amazing Grace

I get a call and I start my car
There's gonna be a race at the K-Mart
So sing along to Racing In the Streets
Windows down, beer in the front seat

Mercy, I hope she's not there
With those icy eyes, and handgun hair
She tied up my heart, let it go
To ride with a guy in a GTO, no

Boys like me, we ain't too hard to find
We're a dime a dozen, between these county lines
Where Saturday night, bleeds right into Sunday
Hungover in the pew, singin' Amazing Grace

Some folks, gotta chase a dream
I just want a bar where the drinks are cheap
Mama's still kickin', I know, she'll need me
To drive her to bingo, twice a week

Boys like me, we ain't too hard to find
We're a dime a dozen, between these county lines
Where Saturday night, bleeds right into Sunday
Hungover in the pew, singin' Amazing Grace
God bless my soul, I'm never gonna leave this place



Credits
Writer(s): Forrest Mccurren
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