Rocket Songtext
von Moot Davis

Got a rocket in my pocket and a dream of love to stab in the back
And it′s a fine line between broken and just a little cracked
And if I don't watch my step, they′re
Gonna sweep me up to carry me out

I got bowled down drunk, well, lawd, and good old boy worried
Yeah, the papers down there say I gave 'em all the money's worth
But all I can remember is a hangover dirty shirt
And the miles don′t mean a thing
Traveled thousands of ′em for a brass ring
And if I ever get out of this mess
I'm goin′ back home where I'm loved the best


I got a rocket in my pocket and a dream of love to stab in the back
And it′s a fine line between broken and just a little cracked
And if I don't watch my step, they′re
Gonna sweep me up to carry me out

And the highway was just a bad dream
Like sittin' through a film I've already seen
And if I ever get out of this mess
I′m goin′ back home where I'm loved the best

I got a rocket in my pocket and a dream of love to stab in the back
And it′s a fine line between broken and just a little cracked
And if I don't watch my step, they′re
Gonna sweep me up to carry me out
Said if I don't watch my step, they′re
Gonna sweep me up to carry me out