Lyrics:
read "Dear John"
I knew this day would come
I'm drinking every drop until the aching will stop,
Until you pull that rig out of your arm
A wise man
Well, I loved a girl
She lived out in Pecos, and pretty as she could be
And I worked the rigs on out in Odessa
To give her whatever she needs
through I'll pull a rig out, that's if you dab it
Ayo real shit I ain't hit the wax in a month
But real shit, I only throw the wax in the blunt (in
Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low
And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe
When Joe and his rig roared out in the night
In nothin'
I was out on the West Coast, tryin' to make a
buck
And things didn't work out, I was down on my luck
Got tired a-roamin' and bummin' around
So
the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
Hey Jim, you better get out the rig
the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
Hey Jim, you better get out the rig
I was out on the West Coast, tryin' to make a
buck
And things didn't work out, I was down on my luck
Got tired a-roamin' and bummin' around
So
the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
Here she comes, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo
Hey Jim, you better get out the rig
on and my tank is full
Somehow this rig just keeps going
Out here adrift on the asphalt ocean
Falling asleep to that highway comotion
Sounds a lot like
to Laredo
Had a good time at the La Posada, yeah, you know I was left alone
Rig out of El Paso, rainin' down in Houston
Told the truck driver put the pedal
to Laredo
Had a good time at the La Posada, yeah, you know I was left alone
On a rig out of El Paso, rainin' down in Houston
Told the truck driver put
to Laredo
Had a good time at the La Posada, yeah, you know I was left alone
On a rig out of El Paso, rainin' down in Houston
Told the truck driver put
Well I've driven every single mile
From here to Scarborough
Seems I still can't keep my rig
Out of the ditch
Lookin back at all the years gone by
youth that will never sell out his vote
Trynna be the one that lead all the revolt
I don't wanna be that person that's gonna rig out the vote or get
I see is people screaming. Victims of a war, washed up on the shore, some really big oil rigs out there in the decor. Of course we see everything, so
They pulled his rig out of the snow
In a rush to see his family somehow he lost control
Though the doctors tried to save him, he slipped into the light
You wanna make some money
And give a kid to dad
And when he has somebody
You're gonna feel the same
In his big rig
Out in Texas
He'll have
a crib in the Hamptons
Private jets private dancers
Do you own any stock though
Real estate with a cash flow
Oil rigs out in Texas
Do you own part of Apple
my friend across the country is dying as a drunk
Get out quick now he's whipping out the rig, checked out fresh outta court back to the prick
Let down
At the wheel there sat a big man he weighed about 2-10
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
Big Joe's the name I told him mine
He said the name of my rig's
To all my people in the PJs lock it down
You on some scared shit these days stop it now
Shit is forever drama we rig out forever Rock and Ruck
Relocate
never knew what all it carried
But they knew when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin' gears
Disguised
never knew what all it carried
But they knew when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin' gears
Disguised
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