Stomp And Holler - Hayes Carll

Oh, little Johnny walked 'cross the border last night

Runnin' from the guitar store

He took a left sittin' alright

And he ain’t takin' nothin' no more, no more

Everybody knows it’s a hard time

Livin' with hate and a-greed

Most folks earn what they get for a livin'

Others just steal what they need

Down on the corner already talkin'

Where they gonna put that take

I’m outta here just workin' for a dollar

And all I wanna do is stomp and holler

Oh eighteen years, eighteen years

That’s a long ol' time to be

Sin-faced style, stoned in your alley

Wonderin' how to get to that shiny seat

Everybody knows it’s a hard time

Livin' on minimum wage

Ah, some people are just gonna sneak on through

Others gonna rattle that cage

One of these days gonna find my way

Or else just disappear

I’m outta here in a Phil Benz squalor

All I wanna do is stomp and holler

, ache 'em all

Listen to the young girls scream

Every time I get a little bit luck

You gotta wake up on my poor man’s dream

Every mornin' knows how we get there

After all this trouble and strife

Them all I’ve seen, only get one shot

What you gonna do in this life?

Ah, what the hell, yes I might as well

Just take a chance and try my way

Where I’m only wet and taller

And all I wanna do is stomp and holler