Labor Day '08 Songtext
von Steve Forbert
Labor Day '08 Songtext
I moved into the city, well, because, because, because
It sure was loud and gritty and it sure was what it was
I moved out to the suburbs and I kept on paying bills
I′ve been here twenty years, I guess that I will be here 'til
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
I ride along the ever-sprawling thoroughfares of town
But no familiar face I see while riding 'round and ′round
And who are all these people living here like kings and queens?
And what are all these private, gated, subdivision things?
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
My sister had a baby but it′s not as cute as her
Well, why might that have happened? Tell me, how could that occur?
My daughter says I'm crazy ′cause I can't make up my mind
I can, of course, it takes me just a longer length of time
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
(Go ahead)
Knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
Walk down by the river where a mole is blindly bent
Feel the ground beneath your feet go slowly sinking in
A flock of geese cries over like a rusty-sounding hinge
Well, summer′s all but gone, it is the end of quite a binge
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
Knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
I′m thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
Go ahead
It sure was loud and gritty and it sure was what it was
I moved out to the suburbs and I kept on paying bills
I′ve been here twenty years, I guess that I will be here 'til
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
I ride along the ever-sprawling thoroughfares of town
But no familiar face I see while riding 'round and ′round
And who are all these people living here like kings and queens?
And what are all these private, gated, subdivision things?
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
My sister had a baby but it′s not as cute as her
Well, why might that have happened? Tell me, how could that occur?
My daughter says I'm crazy ′cause I can't make up my mind
I can, of course, it takes me just a longer length of time
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
(Go ahead)
Knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
Walk down by the river where a mole is blindly bent
Feel the ground beneath your feet go slowly sinking in
A flock of geese cries over like a rusty-sounding hinge
Well, summer′s all but gone, it is the end of quite a binge
I′m knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
Thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
Knocking back a Bud Light on a Labor Day, hey, hey
I′m thinking 'bout the jobs that are going to stay, hey, hey
Go ahead
Writer(s): Steve Forbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

