The Living Bubba

	作曲 : Drive By Truckers, Hood
	I wake up tired and I wake up pissed
	wonder how I ended up like this
	I wonder why things happen like they do
	but I don't wonder long cuz I got a show to do
	I'm sick at my stomach from the A.Z.T.
	Broke at my bank cuz that shit ain't free
	but I'm here to stay, at least another week or two
	I can't die now cuz I got another show to do
	Don't give me no pity don't give me no grief
	Wit till I die for sympathy
	Just help me with this amp and a guitar or two
	I can't die now cuz I got another show to do
	Don't give me no preachin' no self servin'
	I ain't no angel but nobody's deserving
	I can dance on my own grave, Thank You!
	but I can't die now cuz I got another show
	Some people keep saying I can't last long
	but I got my bands I got my songs,
	liquor, beer, and nicotine to help me along
	and I'm drunk and stubborn as they come
	chain smoking, guitar picking, til I'm gone
	Gone, gone, gone
	I ain't got no political agenda
	Ain't got no message for the youth of America
	Except 'Wear a rubber and be careful who you screw'
	And come see me next Friday cuz I got another show
	Some people stop living long before they die
	Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
	but I keep living just to bend that note in two
	and I can't die now cuz I got another show

	zuò qǔ : Drive By Truckers, Hood
	I wake up tired and I wake up pissed
	wonder how I ended up like this
	I wonder why things happen like they do
	but I don' t wonder long cuz I got a show to do
	I' m sick at my stomach from the A. Z. T.
	Broke at my bank cuz that shit ain' t free
	but I' m here to stay, at least another week or two
	I can' t die now cuz I got another show to do
	Don' t give me no pity don' t give me no grief
	Wit till I die for sympathy
	Just help me with this amp and a guitar or two
	I can' t die now cuz I got another show to do
	Don' t give me no preachin' no self servin'
	I ain' t no angel but nobody' s deserving
	I can dance on my own grave, Thank You!
	but I can' t die now cuz I got another show
	Some people keep saying I can' t last long
	but I got my bands I got my songs,
	liquor, beer, and nicotine to help me along
	and I' m drunk and stubborn as they come
	chain smoking, guitar picking, til I' m gone
	Gone, gone, gone
	I ain' t got no political agenda
	Ain' t got no message for the youth of America
	Except ' Wear a rubber and be careful who you screw'
	And come see me next Friday cuz I got another show
	Some people stop living long before they die
	Work a dead end job just to scrape on by
	but I keep living just to bend that note in two
	and I can' t die now cuz I got another show