Curly and Lil - Jerry Jeff Walker

Curly would drive that old pickup truck

Lilly would roll a cigarette

They never sweated the money the made

They get by just fine on anything they get

Curly worked the Dobro for seven long years

Always on the road not at home

He told Lilly one day before it all slips away

Let’s take the kids out there and make it on our own

It’s good times 'tiil they get here

Short time 'til they’re gone

Just picking and singing in a family band

Traveling and living off the land

Picking and fishing and meeting other folks

Making home brew and cooking steaks

Wear your old clothes and drive those old country roads

Live your mistakes and make up your own breaks

They traveled this country from L.A. to Maine

Seattle and back to Key West

Through hundreds of gigs and all the miles they did

They say that raising five kids tops the list

Curly told me if you want to be free

You got to be your own boss

Be fair with those you like, do what you think is right

If they still don’t like you, pack it up and walk