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Drive-By Truckers

Puttin' People On The Moon

 

Puttin' People On The Moon

(album: The Dirty South - 2004)


Mary Alice had a baby and he looked just like I did
We got married on a Monday and I been working ever since
Every week down at the Ford Plant but now they say they're shutting down
Goddamned Reagan in the White House and no one there gives a damn

Double Digit unemployment, TVA be shutting soon
While over there in Huntsville, They putting people on the moon

So I took to running numbers for this man I used to know
And I sell a few narcotics and I sell a little blow
I ain't getting rich now but I'm getting more than by
It's really tough to make a living but a man just got to try

If I died in Colbert County, Would it make the evening news?
They too busy blowing rockets, Putting people on the moon

Mary Alice quit asking why I do the things I do
I ain't saying that she likes it, but what else I'm gonna do?
If I could solve the world's problems I'd probably start with hers and mine
But they can put a man on the moon
And I'm stuck in Muscle Shoals just barely scraping by

Mary Alice got cancer just like everybody here
Seems everyone I know is getting cancer every year
And we can't afford no insurance, I been 10 years unemployed
So she didn't get no chemo so our lives was destroyed
And nothing ever changes, the cemetery gets more full
And now over there in Huntsville, even NASA's shut down too

Another Joker in the White House, said a change was coming round
But I'm still working at The Wal Mart and Mary Alice, in the ground
And all them politicians, they all lying sacks of shit
They say better days upon us but I'm sucking left hind tit
And the preacher on the TV says it ain't too late for me
But I bet he drives a Cadillac and I'm broke with some hungry mouths to feed

I wish I'z still an outlaw, was a better way of life
I could clothe and feed my family still have time to love my pretty wife
And if you say I'm being punished. Ain't he got better things to do?
Turning mountains into oceans Putting people on the moon

Turning mountains into oceans Putting people on the moon

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