Karaoke 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