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You want to grow up to paint houses like me, a trailer in my yard till you're 23
You want to be old after 42 years, keep dropping the hammer and grinding the gears
Well, I used to go out in a Mustang, a 302 Mach One in green.
Me and your Mama made you in the back and I sold it to buy her a ring.
And I learned not to say much of nothing and I figured you already know
but in case you don or maybe forgot, Il lay it out real nice and slow
Don call what your wearing an outfit. Don ever say your car is broke.
Don worry about losing your accent, a Southern Man tells better jokes.
Have fun but stay clear of the needle. Call home on your sister birthday.
Don tell them youe bigger than Jesus, don give it away.
Six months in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park.
Then hospital maintenance and Tech School just to memorize Frigidaire parts.
But I got to missing your Mama and I got to missing you too.
So I went back to painting for my old man and I guess that what Il always do
So don try to change who you are boy, and don try to be who you ain.
And don let me catch you in Kendale with a bucket of wealthy-man paint.
Don call what your wearing an outfit. Don ever say your car is broke.
Don sing with a fake British accent. Don act like your family a joke.
Have fun, but stay clear of the needle, call home on your sister birthday.
Don tell them youe bigger than Jesus, Don give it away.
Don give it away