Goin On
Well I went and did it again
I went and signed myself one of those dirty old record deals
Those things are gonna be the death of me
But I took my money and I made my album
And I didn't like it much but I kept on going
And I smiled and I reckon it's time that I break free
Now I'm going down to get myself a job at a bar, yeah
And I'll serve drinks to anyone who wants one
Come on by
Thought about moving down to Mexico
Getting a job washing dishes, you know
Date a little senorita who don't know nothing me or where I'm from
Wouldn't that be something?
Well I'm 31 and I'm goin on
And I'm goin on and I'm goin on
And I'm 31 and I'm goin on
I ain't turned myself into a big star yet
But I ain't give up, the dream ain't dead
I'm just goin on, I'm goin on
Well I've been working on my old Honda motorcycle
This thing will run pretty good but it doesn't wanna idle
I guess maybe it takes after me
And I ain't never had a passenger ride on it
But I reckon I'll throw my senorita on the back of it
And we'll ride and we'll ride and we'll ride till we're free
If times get hard, we can move back into my grandma's place
You know she sure would be glad to see my face
And I can fix up my grandpa's house like I've been meaning to
Well the rent's pretty cheap, I guess you call it free
I just go and I pick up the groceries
And I go do all the little things she needs me to do
Love you Grandma
Well I'm 31 and I'm goin on
And I'm goin on, and I'm goin on
And I'm 31 and I'm goin on
I ain't turned myself into a big star yet
But I ain't give up, the dream ain't dead
I'm just goin on, I'm goin on
Now I put on an old George Jones song
And I sing and I cry and I laugh along
And I said, "George how did you know it was gonna be this way?"
And I know he's been gone for a little while now
But I can feel him in the air somehow
And we drink to drive the blues away
And I sit out in the garage in the good old dad
And I watch that Tennessee sun go down
And I knew if I made it, I wouldn't be with him today
So I just thank God for the time I got
And I don't worry about a hell of a lot
And dad likes my new songs anyway
Well I'm 31 and I'm goin on
And I'm goin on, and I'm goin on
And I'm 31 and I'm goin on
I ain't turned myself into a big star yet
But I ain't give up, the dream ain't dead
I'm just goin on, I'm goin on
I went and signed myself one of those dirty old record deals
Those things are gonna be the death of me
But I took my money and I made my album
And I didn't like it much but I kept on going
And I smiled and I reckon it's time that I break free
Now I'm going down to get myself a job at a bar, yeah
And I'll serve drinks to anyone who wants one
Come on by
Thought about moving down to Mexico
Getting a job washing dishes, you know
Date a little senorita who don't know nothing me or where I'm from
Wouldn't that be something?
Well I'm 31 and I'm goin on
And I'm goin on and I'm goin on
And I'm 31 and I'm goin on
I ain't turned myself into a big star yet
But I ain't give up, the dream ain't dead
I'm just goin on, I'm goin on
Well I've been working on my old Honda motorcycle
This thing will run pretty good but it doesn't wanna idle
I guess maybe it takes after me
And I ain't never had a passenger ride on it
But I reckon I'll throw my senorita on the back of it
And we'll ride and we'll ride and we'll ride till we're free
If times get hard, we can move back into my grandma's place
You know she sure would be glad to see my face
And I can fix up my grandpa's house like I've been meaning to
Well the rent's pretty cheap, I guess you call it free
I just go and I pick up the groceries
And I go do all the little things she needs me to do
Love you Grandma
Well I'm 31 and I'm goin on
And I'm goin on, and I'm goin on
And I'm 31 and I'm goin on
I ain't turned myself into a big star yet
But I ain't give up, the dream ain't dead
I'm just goin on, I'm goin on
Now I put on an old George Jones song
And I sing and I cry and I laugh along
And I said, "George how did you know it was gonna be this way?"
And I know he's been gone for a little while now
But I can feel him in the air somehow
And we drink to drive the blues away
And I sit out in the garage in the good old dad
And I watch that Tennessee sun go down
And I knew if I made it, I wouldn't be with him today
So I just thank God for the time I got
And I don't worry about a hell of a lot
And dad likes my new songs anyway
Well I'm 31 and I'm goin on
And I'm goin on, and I'm goin on
And I'm 31 and I'm goin on
I ain't turned myself into a big star yet
But I ain't give up, the dream ain't dead
I'm just goin on, I'm goin on
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Writer(s): Josiah Donald Leming
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