The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
The Meat Purveyors
Went into the courthouse
Paid off all my dues
Pawned away everything I owned
That made me think of you
Ain't got a nickel to my name
And I've got peace of mind
But I've started with a clean slate
To keep you off my mind
Turned off my telephone
Canceled credit cards
No more nights of drunken fights
In crowded Texas bars
I'll erase every trace of you
So no more I will pine
But at least I'll have a clean slate
To keep you off my mind
My friends and relations
They think I've gone too far
They don't know why I quit my job
And gave away my car
Now I'll have to ride the bus
Down to the welfare line
But at least I'll have a clean slate
To keep you off my mind
But at least I'll have a clean slate
To keep you off my mind