"Ragged Old Truck" lyrics

Well, early this mornin'
Without any warnin'
I took me a look at myself
Good God
I seen how this married-up life I been livin'
Was tryin' to choke me to death

Hell, I laid on the bed with the gun to my head
And I nearly 'bout ended it all
But I come to myself just before I got killed
And I blowed me some holes in the wall

I'm thinkin'
'Bout crankin'
That ragged old truck up
And haulin' my ass into town
I'm thinkin' 'bout raisin' so doggone much hell
'Til I'll die 'fore I live it all down

I lay 'round this place
'Til I'm blue in the face
And I may as well be under ground
Well, I'm thinkin'
'Bout crankin'
That ragged old truck up
And haulin' my ass into town

A honky-tonk man
In a honky-tonk band
With a honky-tonk girl on my arm
Oh, I may be as ugly as an old mud-rail fence
But I'm loaded with hillbilly charm

Hell, it's my life
And no wife
Of mine's gonna tell me
I can't go and have me some fun
So, before that old heffer drives back in from Waco
You can bet your sweet ass I'll be gone

I'm thinkin'
'Bout crankin'
That ragged old truck up
And haulin' my ass into town
I'm thinkin' 'bout raisin' so doggone much hell
'Til I'll die 'fore I live it all down

I lay 'round this place
'Til I'm blue in the face
And I may as well be under ground
I'm thinkin'
'Bout crankin'
That ragged old truck up
And haulin' my ass into town

Lord, I'm thinkin'
'Bout crankin'
That ragged old truck up
And haulin' my ass into town