Lyrics

AIN'T NO WAY!
(to make a living)

Verse 1

Man, this ain't no way to make a livin', workin' with a hammer in my hand.
Workin' every day, all day long, tryin' to make money for the man.
Thinkin' 'bout turnin' in my tool belt. Trade it for a Tele or a Strat.
Least ways I'd be happy now. Baby, whatcha' think about that?

CHORUS
Right now I'm'a bendin' nails; I'd rather be a'bendin' strings.
Rather be pickin' and a'singin', girl; just'a doin' that honky-tonk thing.

Verse 2

Today, I'm turnin' in my notice; can't wait to see my boss' face.
Tell him if he wants to see me again, I'll be pickin' down at Junior's Place.
Won't need a hammer or a ruler; givin' up my ol' hard hat.
Tradin' it all for the nightlife, girl. Now, it doesn't get much better than that.

SOLO

Gonna' do now what momma said...
'bout livin' a way that pleases me.
Do what's right for the Lord to see;
make me happy as I can be.

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Verse 3
No more workin' on the outdoor, in the cold... the heat, and the rain.
Won't be a'dealin' with blisters then; nor aches... burns, or muscle pain.
Gonna try me out... a new way, on just how to make the eagle fly.
Make my life more easy now. From joy, I know Baby will cry.

(REPEAT SOLO)

(REPEAT CHORUS)
Yeah, I'd rather be pickin' and a'singin', girl;
just'a doin' that honky-tonk thing....... that honk-tonk thing.


Copyright, 2020
Eddie Icard
Eugene Gatwood
& Terry Wallace