The Years

(album: Mission California - 2007)

My mother had a Mexican boyfriend
He stole a car once or twice before
He got busted at the Best Budget Inn
I found my way to the door
I couldn't take any more

Lived with my sister and her second husband
South of the river and on the grid
I went to work with my cousin
Just like the rest of us kids
I tried to keep it all hid

It seems so long ago
I swore I'd never let it show
But I kinda did
The years can slip away
When you're trying to get away
And I never did

I got tired of country living
And trying to make a new batch of friends
It's hard to give when there's no giving
I stuck my thumb in the wind
Nothing against my kin

I headed back to where I started
Pawned everything I could pawn
I guess I thought they'd be open hearted
They never knew I was gone
I just kept moving along

I work the day and the nightlife
I drill the bars and I drill the ground
One for pay and one for the good times
One of 'em still hanging around
I put the other one down

It seems so long ago
I swore I'd never let it show
But I kinda did
The years can slip away
When you're trying to get away
And I finally did