Drown
Workin' time came and away he went
His whole life, that's the way that he spent
Day after day, findin' a way Workin' his hands down to the bone
And he never had to say a word
Somehow his silence always made himself heard
He was a pipeline man doin' all he can for his family at home
But them babies ain't gon' feed themselves
So he put all his faith in the King James Bible
That he kept on the shelf
He was kickin' and floatin, just prayin
And hopin' that one day he'd make it on to solid ground
As a workin' man in the open water
Tryin' not to, tryin' not to Drown
And all them bills ain't been paid yet
It's hard to do when you're buried in debt
One day the banker man came knockin' And he met his 45
And that bullet landed hard
The banker man laid dead in the yard
He said, I'll be damned If they come and take me off of this land
But them babies ain't gon' take care of themselves
So he ran from the law down an old dirt road
Like a bat shot outta hell
He was tryin' to drive, tryin' to survive Hopin' that he was never gonna be found
As a wanted man in the open water Tryin' not, tryin' not to drown
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
And I'm a grown man now
I'm alive and well
My daddy died just yesterday
In a Reeves County prison cell
And so tomorrow
We'll lay him in the ground
Where he can finally stop
Tryin' not to drown
His whole life, that's the way that he spent
Day after day, findin' a way Workin' his hands down to the bone
And he never had to say a word
Somehow his silence always made himself heard
He was a pipeline man doin' all he can for his family at home
But them babies ain't gon' feed themselves
So he put all his faith in the King James Bible
That he kept on the shelf
He was kickin' and floatin, just prayin
And hopin' that one day he'd make it on to solid ground
As a workin' man in the open water
Tryin' not to, tryin' not to Drown
And all them bills ain't been paid yet
It's hard to do when you're buried in debt
One day the banker man came knockin' And he met his 45
And that bullet landed hard
The banker man laid dead in the yard
He said, I'll be damned If they come and take me off of this land
But them babies ain't gon' take care of themselves
So he ran from the law down an old dirt road
Like a bat shot outta hell
He was tryin' to drive, tryin' to survive Hopin' that he was never gonna be found
As a wanted man in the open water Tryin' not, tryin' not to drown
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
And I'm a grown man now
I'm alive and well
My daddy died just yesterday
In a Reeves County prison cell
And so tomorrow
We'll lay him in the ground
Where he can finally stop
Tryin' not to drown
Credits
Writer(s): Harrison Prentice
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