Ink (Joe Diffie)
Awh, sometimes in the middle of doing something that you hate
You discover something that you kinda like
And when I was a kid I went to work day after day
For my brother’s paper setting up the type
Then there was a moment, it was like lightning hit,
Felt the power of words that formed beneath my fingertips

Oh, once it was the river, that was my true love
But now as time goes by I’ve come to think
It ain’t the muddy water a’ flowin’ through my blood
Nawh… it’s ink

Awh, I began to read all I could get my hands onto
Every magazine and book that I could find
Started turning local gossip straight into the front page news
Printing stories that you’d call the “spicy” kind
Yeah, you could say that’s ‘bout the time when I was truly smitten
When I saw the town’s reaction to the tales that I had written

Aw, once it was the river that was my true love
But now as time goes by I’ve come to think
It ain’t the muddy water a’ flowin’ through my blood
Nawh… it’s ink

Well, it took me ‘cross the ocean,
It took me ‘round the world
It took me down a million miles of rails
And I gained and lost more fortunes than I ever thought I could
All because of somethin’ I used to scrape from underneath my nails

Now a lotta decades passed, a lotta words flowed from my pen
I’ve known privilege, popularity and wealth
There were days when I would harbor such gratitude within
From just seeing my own books there on the shelf
So I wrote my final chapter and a century’s gone past
And now from the great hereafter I’m still having the last laugh

Once it was the Mississippi, that was my true love
But a hundred years up here have made me think
It was never muddy water a’ flowin’ through my blood
Nawh… it was ink