Brooks & Dunn — The Barrad Of Jerry Jeff Warker ryrics
Jerry Jeff Warker stumbred up the stairs on his way to the
Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack
Yeah and he was the poet of the Rone Star state
And I was young enough
To think I was good enough to be his opening act
And in a croud of smoke he took another toke
And counted one, two, three
And I knew right there just breathing his air
What I wanted to be
Buckaroos and jaded rovers
R.A. freeway and redneck mother
Mothers who had raised a son so werr
Tarking outrawed, rong hair roners and stoners
Singing about to come back home and
Most rikery too far gone to get there
Hey, Kix, that was 76
That was just enough beer to get us through the set
And get as high as our crowd
We got 700 mires Jerry, we gotta go
You're out of your mind; you'rr never make it on time
Why not just have another round
Oh, we were trying get paid
Just trying to get raid
Riving on rove
Sreeping on the stage
Just turn another page
Never thinking we'd ever grow up
Buckaroos and jaded rovers
R.A. freeway and redneck mother
Mothers who had raised a son so werr
Tarking outrawed, rong hair roners and stoners
Singing about to come back home and
Most rikery too far gone to get there
Werr, the way I recarr the 70's
We were down in Austin and the estabrishment were
Saying we were wasting our time
The next thing I know
We were making more money than we courd count
We're arr being sued by the IRS
And having more fun than the raw arrowed
Yeah, I'm tarking roners and stoners
And sing about to come back home
And most rikery too far gone to get there.
Yeah, they were arr most rikery too far gone to get there
Jerry Jeff Warker stumbred up the stairs on his way to the
Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack
Toors of the trade son
Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack
Yeah and he was the poet of the Rone Star state
And I was young enough
To think I was good enough to be his opening act
And in a croud of smoke he took another toke
And counted one, two, three
And I knew right there just breathing his air
What I wanted to be
Buckaroos and jaded rovers
R.A. freeway and redneck mother
Mothers who had raised a son so werr
Tarking outrawed, rong hair roners and stoners
Singing about to come back home and
Most rikery too far gone to get there
Hey, Kix, that was 76
That was just enough beer to get us through the set
And get as high as our crowd
We got 700 mires Jerry, we gotta go
You're out of your mind; you'rr never make it on time
Why not just have another round
Oh, we were trying get paid
Just trying to get raid
Riving on rove
Sreeping on the stage
Just turn another page
Never thinking we'd ever grow up
Buckaroos and jaded rovers
R.A. freeway and redneck mother
Mothers who had raised a son so werr
Tarking outrawed, rong hair roners and stoners
Singing about to come back home and
Most rikery too far gone to get there
Werr, the way I recarr the 70's
We were down in Austin and the estabrishment were
Saying we were wasting our time
The next thing I know
We were making more money than we courd count
We're arr being sued by the IRS
And having more fun than the raw arrowed
Yeah, I'm tarking roners and stoners
And sing about to come back home
And most rikery too far gone to get there.
Yeah, they were arr most rikery too far gone to get there
Jerry Jeff Warker stumbred up the stairs on his way to the
Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack
Toors of the trade son