Come On Up

(álbum: Eastside Bulldog - 2016)

Hey fella, you know how come them fishermen never put a lid on a crab basket?
I hear it's 'cause they know them crabs keep each other down
You know, I'm out on the road all the time meeting people in the same kinda casket, I say
You gotta get outta that old crabshack town
Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime

Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime
You won't be ready
Aw, forget it
Come on up and see me sometime

Hey fellas, you know how people are always saying you gotta know yourself to be yourself?
I figure that's easier said than it's done
Why, I learned everything I know from somebody else
I don't see any reason I couldn't grow up to be just about anyone
Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime

Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime
You won't be ready
Aw, forget it
Come on up and see me sometime

Hey fellas, you know how we got the best bars in the world right here in East Nashville?
And how often times I may show up in the early afternoon?
Why, about 4:20 I may be feeling so good
I'm liable to pick up some old out-of-tune guitar and play a couple of 'em
Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime

Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime
You won't be ready
Aw, forget it
Come on up and see me sometime

Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and
Come on up and
Come on up and see me sometime

Come on up and see me sometime
Come on up and see me sometime
You won't be ready
Aw, forget it
Come on up
Come on up and see me sometime