Thirteen Days

Thirteen days on a gig in the south

We've got enough dope to keep us all around

We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd

A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud

Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know

Thirteen days with five to go

Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge

We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze

See the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans

I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans

Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know

Thirteen days with five to go

Migrant Worker is the name of this band

When we're ever in your town, come see us if you can

We been to California, we been to New York

Some take to the magazines, some take to dope

Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know

Thirteen days with five to go