The Years

My mother had a Mexican boyfriend

He stole a car once or twice before

He got busted at the Best Budget Inn

I found my way to the door

I couldn't take any more

Lived with my sister and her second husband

South of the river and on the grid

I went to work with my cousin

Just like the rest of us kids

I tried to keep it all hid

It seems so long ago

I swore I'd never let it show

But I kinda did

The years can slip away

When you're tryin' to get away

And I never did

I got tired of country livin'

And tryin' to make a new batch of friends

It's hard to give when there's no givin'

I stuck my thumb in the wind

Nothin' against my kin

I headed back to where I started

Pawned everything I could pawn

I guess I thought they'd be open hearted

They never knew I was gone

I just kept movin' along

I work the day and the nightlife

I drill the bars and I drill the ground

One for pay and one for the good times

One of ‘em still hangin' around

I put the other one down

It seems so long ago

I swore I'd never let it show

But I kinda did

The years can slip away

When you're tryin' to get away

And I finally did