Roughneck Hand Songtext
von Bubba Reeves
Roughneck Hand Songtext
We wake the rooster up to crow
A cup of coffee on the go
It′s gonna be a long night
17 degrees and snow
I'm a roughneck hand American
Touching down wells across this land
Break my back in two for my Uncle Sam
Tripping wet pipe ′til the sun goes down
A through and through solid blue, dirty-collared man
I'm a roughneck hand
600 miles away from home
You're waitin′ by the telephone
Will she even call tonight?
Prayin′ to God that she's alone
But I keep on, gotta keep strong ′cause
I'm a roughneck hand American
Touching down wells across this land
Break my back in two for my Uncle Sam
Tripping wet pipe ′til the sun goes down
A through and through solid blue, dirty-collared man
I'm a roughneck hand
I′m a roughneck hand
That old, black gold payroll sure comes with a heavy cost
I'm gonna give my family everything, and I'm gonna have to miss it all
I′m a roughneck hand American
Touching down wells across this land
Break my back in two for my Uncle Sam
Racking back pipe ′til the sun goes down
A through and through solid blue, dirty-collared man
Trading my days to keep my family fed
I'm a roughneck hand
I′m a roughneck hand
A cup of coffee on the go
It′s gonna be a long night
17 degrees and snow
I'm a roughneck hand American
Touching down wells across this land
Break my back in two for my Uncle Sam
Tripping wet pipe ′til the sun goes down
A through and through solid blue, dirty-collared man
I'm a roughneck hand
600 miles away from home
You're waitin′ by the telephone
Will she even call tonight?
Prayin′ to God that she's alone
But I keep on, gotta keep strong ′cause
I'm a roughneck hand American
Touching down wells across this land
Break my back in two for my Uncle Sam
Tripping wet pipe ′til the sun goes down
A through and through solid blue, dirty-collared man
I'm a roughneck hand
I′m a roughneck hand
That old, black gold payroll sure comes with a heavy cost
I'm gonna give my family everything, and I'm gonna have to miss it all
I′m a roughneck hand American
Touching down wells across this land
Break my back in two for my Uncle Sam
Racking back pipe ′til the sun goes down
A through and through solid blue, dirty-collared man
Trading my days to keep my family fed
I'm a roughneck hand
I′m a roughneck hand
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