Song Description
A wistful Traditional Country song about a man torn between his love for the musician's life and his family responsibilities.
| Song Length |
4:29 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional, Country - Honky Tonk |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Miserable, Gloomy |
Subject |
Regret |
| Similar Artists |
Hank Williams, Johnny Cash |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Chorus:
Trailer dust, Trailer dust
Trailer dust all in my nose
If I had a choice I'd get out of this place
But my family needs food and clothes
Verses:
I used to be a guitar bum
I play pretty good I'm told
And I rambled around from town to town
Band to band and show to show
Then I met a lady
In love I made her my wife
I took a job in this warehouse
and gave up the ramblin' life
I play my guitar at church now
And sometimes with the boys from work
We drink too much beer an wonder how we got here
A bunch of workin' class jerks
Sometimes I think about leavin'
My job or my family or both
And head down to old Louisiana
To play Blues and Zydeco
But then I look at my children
With their little faces so bright
And then I see that it's all up to me
To give 'em a better life