On the Ropes Lyrics

Well, I was standing there in the checkout line

Hoping my card would go through just one more time

Thinking about those CEO's all back at home

Dressed up in their Armani suits

Acting like those things make them bulletproof

But I got a 30-06 and I ain't got a lot to lose

I done my best to make my old man proud

30 years I burned my soul right out

Oh Lord, if you can hear me now

I'll take a break

That doesn't end in down

It's hand to mouth for the boots on the ground

I was just a kid, but I'm fucked up now

Oh, what I could've been

I'm not between jobs, no I'm not

I'm just in between paychecks all the damn time

Oh, I'm on the ropes again

I done my best to make my old man proud

30 years I burned my soul right out

Oh Lord, if you can hear me now

I'll take a break

That doesn't end in down

Well, I got a buddy, said he's got a way to make a little dough

He crawls under those rich folks' cars

He cuts those cats right out and sells them by the pound

Well, I ain't got the stomach much for getting caught

Plus, they know me by my name at the local pawn shop

So, I'll nurse this 6 pack my old Browning bought

I done my best to make my old man proud

30 years I burned my soul right out

Oh Lord, if you can hear me now

I'll take a break

That doesn't end in down