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Drive By Truckers Brighter Than Creation's Dark Goode's Field Road Honey, take care of the children, make them do as they’re told I got a meeting in the morning down at the end of the Goode’s Field Road Nothing much for a man in my position A man like me don’t last too long in prison And all those friends down at Police Department will act like they never had anything to do with me Started out down at the junk yard taking orders from a moron And a man my size don’t like taking orders from anyone Bought myself an old beat up wrecker, built an empire with my labor brains and sweat But it’s hard to make an honest living and a man takes any help he gets Nothing much for a man in my position, a second mortgage and three college kids’ tuition and all them friends that I helped along the way Will act like they never had anything to do with me But you and me, we had us some good times and I’ve always been a family man deep down. Ain’t much a believer of hiring work from “out of state” but they’ll be asking questions when I’m found. They’ll be asking questions when I’m found Honey, take care of the children, pay the house off when the salvage yard gets sold And you don’t know nothing when the insurance man asks questions Bout what went down at the Goode’s Field Road |
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