Karaoké Why Me The Lost Trailers

Sometimes I go walking through the long tall grass

Wonder how long hard times will last

For this backward soul on a road that God knows where

Hard as I try I ain't left no tracks

Least not enough to find my way back

I hit the ground like broken glass and just lay there

Singing why me, oh why me and I throw another empty bottle up against the wall

And I say why me, oh why me but pity never ever did me

Any kinda good at all so I walk on

And I wound up on the capital steps

Watching the lobbyists smoking cigarettes

And bury their shoes in the country club blues

And who got who by the short hairs

Standing there in their high dollar suits

Looking down at my tattered old jeans and boots

And this weathered guitar that seems to follow me everywhere

God it follows me everywhere

Playing why me, oh why me all I got's another song

About how money makes and breaks the law

I sing why me, oh why me

I'm just a broke troubadour

With a bark for the underdog and I walk on

Now I ain't Jesus but I can relate

To a man looking death square in the face

Even He hit His knees with a plea in the garden of

Gethsemane

To His holy father

He raised His eyes

In His darkest hours He cried

Please would You take this cup from Me

Praying why Me, oh why Me knowing all the while

He had to carry that cross and hang there

When I say why me oh why me

I know that somewhere up in heaven there's a big old book with my name there

So I rock on I rock on even when I'm singing why me

I rock on

Even when I'm singing why me

I rock on

Even when I'm singing why me oh why me, oh oh oh oh oh