Silver Spoon

02:30 Download
Lucky Mud
2008-12-01
Michael McKinney

Story

Finished work for the day, knocked back a couple of Tylenol with a bottle of Bushmills. 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'll be working 'Til the day they die It didn't take me long To see the plan I was born with my hammer In my hand Working the line In the Southern sun 'Better not stop 'Til the work is done But I can stand straight I can stand tall I might bend But I won't fall Washing down my whiskey With Tylenol 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' Still washing down my whiskey With Tylenol But I will stand straight I will stand tall I might bend But I will never fall Washing down my whiskey With Tylenol Washing down my whiskey With Tylenol

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