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I learned quick my eighteenth summer
Diggin' ditches for the man
You can't be a guitar strummer
Cussin' that shovel in your hand
Took my paycheck to a pawn shop
Bought a Silvertone guitar
Wrote a song about a beer joint
Went and played it in a bar
It's hard as hell out on this highway
But I'm still addicted to the show
When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me
A gypsy driftin' down the road
Buses, trucks and lit up stages
Angel faces with no names
Stadium of savin' graces
Stand and singing with a flame
It's hard as hell out on this highway
But I'm still addicted to the show
When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me
A gypsy driftin' down the road
I go on when I'm too tired to sleep
And I go on, sing when I can't speak
I go on and on and on and on
It's hard as hell out on this highway
But I'm still addicted to the show
When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me
A gypsy driftin' down the road
And when that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me
A gypsy driftin' down the road, down the road
- Álbum:
- 35 MPH Town
- Drinks After Work (Single)
- Drinks After Work
- I Like Girls That Drink Beer (Single)
- Hope on the Rocks
- Miscellaneous
- Made In America (Single)
- Bullets In The Gun
- American Ride
- Big Dog Daddy
- White Trash With Money
- Honkytonk University
- Greatest Hits 2
- Unleashed
- Pull My Chain
- How Do You Like Me Now
- Blue Moon
- Boomtown
- Toby Keith
- Christmas To Christmas