Hayes Carll - I Got a Gig lyrics

Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin'
Up on the water playin' for my supper six
Nights a week Hurricanes
Easter and New Year's Eve
Four tin walls now there ain't much left
Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth
Homer's 'round the corner
Breakin' up a fight
Good Lord, I hope I get paid
Tonight I got a gig, baby

Burnt fried chicken and Lone Star beer
Cops and the kids drink free 'round here
Girl behind the bar is
Takin' what she's givin'
Lyin' about her past and tryin'
To make a livin'
Broke pool table and some hard luck cues
Go tell your mama, I done paid my dues
Every one around here knows my name
Six nights a week in the neon
Flame I got a gig, baby I got a gig
There's an old lion tamer
Parked behind the bar
Hundred pounds of weed in a stolen car
Oil patch boys and girls who went to
College Rules you don't break and
Laws that ain't acknowledged
Barefoot shrimper with a pistol up his sleeve
Some will go to heaven, some will never leave
Pills in the tip jar, blood on the strings
Oh Lord
I never thought I'd see these things I got
A gig, baby I got a gig

Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin'
Up on the water