Doggonit

Well, my head's been hurtin', my back's been achin'
The water's dryin' up, there's a war in the makin'
People eatin' bugs 'cause they won't eat bacon
Doggonit

There's needles in the streets, folks hardly survivin'
On the sidewalks next to highways full of cars self-drivin'
The poor keep hurtin', and the rich keep thrivin'
Doggonit

There's a little town somewhere
The only thing you hear at night is that old mill hummin'
The only time traffic backs up
Is when that old, sweet Norfolk Southern train's hummin'
With me and a doggonit
Just me and a doggonit

Now people's cryin' 'bout burnin' coal
And not the poor souls who's diggin' it
I reckon there's been a many good man in the grave
Tryin' to keep our houses lit
From down in the oilfields and the pipelines
And the linemen and the coal mines
So we can sit at home and plug in our newfangled bullshit

And republicans and democrats
Lord, I swear, they're all just full of crap
I ain't never seen a good city-slickin' bureaucrat

But there's a little town somewhere
The only thing you hear at night is that old mill hummin'
The only time traffic backs up
Is when that old, sweet Norfolk Southern train's hummin'
With me and a doggonit
Just me and a doggonit

Well, my head's been hurtin', my back's been achin'
The water's dryin' up, there's a war in the makin'
People eatin' bugs 'cause they won't eat bacon
Doggonit