Tryin'

Leaving on tour for weeks at a time
I'd bring my girl along but we'd probably lose our minds
Say our goodbyes as I go on my way
Her 'Good luck' sounds like a curse to me
So I pack my bags, hit the road with the band
To make it to California, it'll cost a couple grand
My eyes are burning in the blinding sun
I stumble to the beach and I jump in

O o o why
Why do I keep on tryin'
Oo why
Why do I keep on tryin'

Warm gin washed down with my own sweat
The pills aren't working And we ain't made it halfway yet
The trailers swaying side to side rolling down I-5
These old vans aren't meant to live this long

O o o why
Why do I keep on tryin'
O o why
Why do I keep on tryin'

We're playing shows for fried chicken and free smokes
Stayin' in rundown motels, hanging with rundown folks
Spent all our money, sold some gear for a case of beer
That's why I'm stuck out here with an aching soul
She don't know, she's at home

O why
Why do I keep on tryin'
O why, why, why
Why do I keep on tryin'
O o o why
Why do I keep on tryin'
O o why why why
Why do I keep on tryin'



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Freedom-izdepski, Autumn Freedom-izdepski
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