Drive-by Truckers The Living Bubba Lyrics

The Living Bubba Lyrics

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 







I ain't got no political agenda



Ain't got no message for the youth of America



'cept "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... 











lyrics by Patterson Hood



music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff)