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I've been wanting to do a trucking song - i grew up with truck drivers - my uncles drove truck and i worked summers in a distribution center. Everybody is a living breathing story but truck drivers are more obviously so, maybe it's the real wandering they do as metaphor for the wandering we all do, maybe it's just because so many of them are train wrecks and we can't help but stare. And along with all that i've had a buddy on my mind, he went golfing and when he got home his wife had left and taken the kids. That kind of thing happens all the time. Dads in this country get screwed all the time, every day. The guy now pays a fortune every month to his ex wife who is remarried and living a lot better than he does. And he only gets to see his girls every once in a while. It's a damn shame.
Musically, i'm still exploring what I hear as the tempie countrypolitan sound...
Musically, i'm still exploring what I hear as the tempie countrypolitan sound...
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Lyrics
i had a wife once and a family
woke up one day and they were gone
she took the kids to east kentucky
to live with her stepdad and her mom
i saddled up and kept on truckin
try not to think about it much
and when i pass through east kentucky
i hit the gas and pop the clutch
most time there's nothing you can do
most time there's nothing you can say
try not to think about it all the time
you learn to live with it that way
this aint the kind of job
lets you see much of your kids
i just try to pay the bills
fall forward like my daddy did
but it's a damn fine state of affairs
when without a so long, jim
your wife can steal your girls
and leave you pissing in the wind
most times there's nothing you can do
most times there's nothing you can say
try not to think about it all the time
learn to live with it that way
woke up one day and they were gone
she took the kids to east kentucky
to live with her stepdad and her mom
i saddled up and kept on truckin
try not to think about it much
and when i pass through east kentucky
i hit the gas and pop the clutch
most time there's nothing you can do
most time there's nothing you can say
try not to think about it all the time
you learn to live with it that way
this aint the kind of job
lets you see much of your kids
i just try to pay the bills
fall forward like my daddy did
but it's a damn fine state of affairs
when without a so long, jim
your wife can steal your girls
and leave you pissing in the wind
most times there's nothing you can do
most times there's nothing you can say
try not to think about it all the time
learn to live with it that way
alackbass
Sad story! Good song! Good lyrics. The horns give it a Memphis Stax vibe. The guitar sound at 2:48 seems a tad extreme and a bit out of place in the arrangement. Just my opinion.