Charles Wesley Godwin - Shrinks And Pills lyrics

Another ten-to-two on a weekend night
My voice is worn and my hands are ripe
I been singing my songs all night long
Telling these folks about things gone wrong
I scream and cry and cuss and moan
Echoes through the holler with
A lonesome tone with a lonesome tone

They think they know a thing or two about me
But truth be told, there ain't much to see
I'm just waiting on the boss
To throw a few bills
So I can fill up my tank and eat my fill
Then I pack up a case and away I run
Try to make it home 'fore the morning sun
'Fore the morning sun

And I do for the rest of my days
Despite the fact that it's short on pay
'Cause I ain't no good
With hammers and nails
And these songs save a fortune
On shrinks and pills on shrinks and pills

I do for the rest of my days
Despite the fact that it's short on pay
'Cause I ain't no good
With hammers and nails
But these songs save a fortune
On shrinks and pills on shrinks and pills
I do the best for the rest of my days
Despite the fact that it's short on pay
'Cause I ain't no good
With hammers and nails
But these songs save a fortune
On shrinks and pills on shrinks and pills
On shrinks and pills on shrinks and pills
These songs save a fortune
On shrinks and pills