Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
I just talked to the weatherman
It's gonna rain on me today
I dropped my bubblegum in the sand
And I had to throw it away
I got out of bed, scratched my watch and wound my head
I'm so mixed up that I can't think
I'm gonna put a bar in the back of my car
And drive myself to drink
There's a little black cloud raining down on my head
Washin' all my dreams away
Every stoplight I see turns red
I guess it just ain't my day
I might as well give up, my mind's an empty cup
I'm a ship gettin' ready to sink
I'm gonna put a bar in the back of my car
And drive myself to drink
I just talked to the weatherman
It's gonna rain on me today
I dropped my bubblegum in the sand
And I had to throw it away
I got out of bed, scratched my watch and wound my head
I'm so mixed up that I can't think
I'm gonna put a bar in the back of my car
And drive myself to drink, sha-la
Drive myself to drink