I'm getting wasted doing nothing My mind is drifting far away I hocked my guitar for a dozen dollar bills I wish that there was some other way
I play my songs in a bar down on Main Street Only one I know of for miles around And people get to drinking and they fall asleep And the owner says to move on to some other town
So, I just get my guitar and run Until I can find someone to make music
I met a girl who works in a drug store Got sky-blue eyes like you've never seen I think I'm gonna grab her and walk on out the door I'm gonna make some music that's just so darn mean
