Silver Spoon

02:31 Download
Lucky Mud
2009-12-09
Mike McKinney

Story

"I caught myself knocking back a couple of Tylenol with a glass of whiskey, and a song was born."

Lyrics

Children born with a silver spoon Come into this world Through a private room All the others take a breath And then they cry 'Cause they know they're gonna be workin' 'Til the day they die It didn't take me long To see the plan I was born with my hammer In my hand Workin' the line in the Southern sun 'Better not stop 'Til the work is done But I can stand straight And I can stand tall I might bend But I won't fall Washing down my whiskey With Tylenol Some are born with gold Some get the call They go through life They never work at all Politicians and preachers I say damn 'em all I'll keep washing down my whiskey With Tylenol I will stand straight And I will stand tall I might bend But I will never fall Washing down my whiskey With Tylenol

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