Best Years |
LyricsWell Mama told me son you better get yourself a jobThat guitar is okay but what you gonna fall back on Tried workin? for the goverment I hauled some coffee beans Had to get outta there you shoulda heard what I seen Kept thinkin? to myself someday I?m gonna show ?em all Mama said you better look ?cause where you gonna fall You?ll wake up one fine mornin? see the writin? on the wall You?re spendin? all your best years in those honky tonkin? bars These are your best years, some of your best years You?ll wake up one fine mornin? see the writin? on the wall Your?e spendin? all your best years in those honky tonkin? bars Now I?m just a local boy just a doin? what I?m doin? Ain?t no use to worryin? if I?m on the road to ruin With my buddies in the band and my friends out on the floor I was spendin? all my best years in these honky tonkin? bars I spent my best years, some of my best years With my buddies in the band and my friends out on the floor I was spendin? all my best years in these honky tonkin? bars Well I never made a lot of money playin? this guitar I thought I?d go to Hollywood I never went too far Mama said you know you could have been a coffee czar Well there?s somethin? to be said about bein? where you are These are my best years, some of my best years With my buddies in the band and my friends out on the floor I spent some of my best years in these honky tonkin? bars These are my best years, some of my best years With mama still warnin? bout the writin? on the wall I was spendin? all my best years in these honky tonkin? bars |
Lyric Credits: Richard Wiegel |
Music Credits: Richard Wiegel |
Producer Credits: Richard Wiegel |
Performance Credits: John Chimes piano; Richard Wiegel guitar vocals; Ernie Conner guitar backround vocals; Tom McCarty upright bass; Mark Haines drums |
Label Credits: Darlingtone Records |
Song Length: 4:20 |
Primary Genre: Country-Honky Tonk |
Secondary Genre: - |