歌词
Well, my mama told me, "Son, you better watch out
All those nasty women gonna rip you dime for dime"
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongue
Yeah!
Left my mama and papa's nest
I got the rebel fever ramblin' my bones
Papa said, "My boy, take your Johnny Cash vinyl and go"
Well, I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongue
♪
Yeah!
Strollin' down the highway
Said, "Uncle Sam, you rebel kid, now get your ass home
Your ass belong to me, leave your Johnny Cash song and get home"
I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongue
♪
Singing in cell 14095
No way should I wear guns, I'm sitting my time
Yeah!
♪
Well, left 14095
With plenty rock 'n roll songs to play on the road
Education sucks, so I sing my song for you
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongue