Well, my mama told me:
"Son you better watch out
All those nasty women
Gonna rip you dime for dime"
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongueYeah!Left my mama and papa's nest
I got the rebel fever ramblin' my bones
Papa said: "My boy
Take my Johnny Cash vinyl and go"
Well I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongue
Bow!Yeah!Strollin' down the highway
Said uncle Sam:
"You rebel kid now get your ass home
Your ass belong to me
Leave your Johnny Cash song and get home"
I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongueSingin' in cell 1.40.9.5
No way should I wear guns
I'm sitting my timeBow!Yeah!
Well, left 1.40.9.5
With plenty rock'n'roll songs to play on the road
Education sucks, so I sing my song for you
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
Guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man tongue
