Goode’s Field Road (Vocal Recut / Remixed / Remastered)

Honey, take care of the children

Make them do as they're told

I got a meeting in the morning

Down at the end of the Goode's Field Road

Nothing much for a man in my position

A man like me won't last too long in prison

And all them friends down at Police Department

Will act like they never had anything to do with me

I started out down at the junkyard

Taking orders from a moron

And a man my size don't like taking orders from anyone

I bought myself an old beat-up wrecker

I built an empire with my labor, brains, and sweat

But it's hard to make an honest living

And a man takes any help he gets

Nothing much for a man in my position

A second mortgage and three college kids' tuition

And all them friends that I helped along the way

Will act like they never had anything to do with me

But you and me, we had us some good times

And I've always been a family man deep down

Ain't much a believer for hired work from "out of state"

But they'll be asking questions when I'm found

They'll be asking questions when I'm found

Honey, take care of the children

Pay the house off when the salvage yard gets sold

And you don't know nothing when the insurance man asks questions

'Bout what went down at the Goode's Field Road

'Bout what went down at the Goode's Field Road