A Whole Lot To Remember

Take your pills
pay the bills
don’t forget the dog outside
I’ve got a whole lot to remember
oh **** I’ve got a date tonight

The fog gets thicker
As I get older
And the weeds get thicker too
And most of December
was one big ole tall screw you

I woke up with a broken phone
And a new found pain in my back
Every time I think it can’t get worse
I remember we’re still in Iraq

And the laundry’s high and so am I
At least most of the time
I got a hole in the jeans I’m wearing
And the well’s about run dry
So if I’m not here tomorrow baby
I think you may might know why
I got a whole lot to remember Lord
and not much is on my mind

Now dad is calling needs help with the yard
And says mama needs to talk to you
She said something bout jeans
something ‘bout peaches and something ‘bout a love that’s true

I don’t have a shirt to wear
and what the hell am I gonna say
when I show up late to work again
well it’s going on two weeks straight

I want to work like I need a kick
or a right hook to the face
But I need the job or a couple dollars
cause little mama done says she’s late

And the laundry’s high and so am I
at least most of the time
I got a hole in the jeans I’m wearing
And the well’s a bout run dry
So if I’m not here tomorrow baby
I think you may might know why
I got a whole lot to remember Lord
and not much is on my mind

and the laundry’s high and so am I
at least most of the time
I got a hole in the jeans I’m wearing
And the well’s a bout run dry
So if I’m not here tomorrow baby
I think you may might know why
I got a whole lot to remember Lord
and not much is on my mind