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The Week Of Living Dangerously - Steve Earle (史蒂夫-厄尔)
Written by：Steve Earle
I got out of work and I headed for the
Neighborhood beer joint
I sat around and had a beer with the boys
Like I always do
Well I didn't have nothin' to say
Anyway there ain't no point
There's just something 'bout a monday
That always makes me blue
Well it was well after dark
So I knew my wife and kids were waitin'
And I guess I took a left where I generally
Take a right
Well I filled her up with gas checked the oil
At the texaco station
I threw the car seat in the dumpster and headed
Off into the night
Woo ohh ooh ooh
There's somethin' 'bout a monday that always makes me blue
Well I headed south on thirty five
Hell bent for vinyl
I hadn't never had her up past fifty five before
Well somethin' 'bout that little red line
Always looked so final
Hey you'd be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can go
Now down in Mexico
They've got a little place called
Boystown
Where a man's still a man
If you know what I'm talkin' about
Well I walked into the cadillac bar and I laid
My cash down
I said there's plenty more where that came from and
The lights went out
Woo ooh ohh ohh
There's somethin' 'bout a Monday
That always makes me blue
Well can do first
Well I woke up in a county jail 'cross
The line in laredo
I had a headache and a deputy staring at me
Through the door
He said now how you got across that river alive
I don't know
But your wife just made your bail so now you're
Really dead for sure
Now my wife she called my boss and she lied
And so I got my job back
And the boys down at the plant they whisper and
Stare at me
Well my wife can find a lot of little jobs
To keep me on the right track
That's a small price to pay for a week of
Living dangerously
Woo ohh ooh wee
That's a small price to pay
For a week of living dangerously
