Steve Earle - The week of living dangerously

Well I got outta work and I headed for the neighborhood ^Abeer joint I sat ar^Eound and had a beer with the boys like I always ^Ado Well I di^Ddn’t have nothin’ to say and well there aint no p^Aoint There’s s^Eomething about a Monday that always makes me b^Alue Well it was way af^Ater dark so I knew my wife and kids were waitin’ E^A And I guess I took a left where I gene^Arally take a right D Well I filled ‘er up with gas and checked t^Ahe oil at the Texaco station E I threw the car seat into the dumpster and headed^A out into the night

W^Doooo-ooo-oo-^Goo blue mo^Aod. (moon?) E There’s somet^Ahin’ ‘bout a Monday that always makes me blue

Well I h^Eeaded south on 35 hell bent for B^Aaudo(?) I’d n^Eever had the truck up past 75 be^Afore D Well there’s something ‘bout that little red^A line always looked so final Buddy y^Eou’d be surprised how fast a Chevrolet truck can ^Ago Now in M^Eexico they got a little place called ^ABoy’s Town Where a ^Eman is still a man if you know what I’m talkin’ ^Aabout Well I wa^Dlked into the Cadillac Bar and I laid my ^Acash down I said “The^Ere’s plenty more where that came from.” And the lights went o^Aut

W^Doooo-ooo-^Goo-oo blue m^Aood. (moon?) There’s so^Emethin’ ‘bout a Monday that always makes me b^Alue

Well I w^Eoke up in the county jail across the line in L^Aaredo I had a h^Eeadache and the deputy was a starin’ at me through the ^Adoor He said “^Dhow you got across that river alive I don’t ^Aknow, But you w^Eife just made your bail so now your in her debt for ^Asure.” Now my w^Eife she called my boss and she lied so I got my job ^Aback And the ^Eboys down at the plant they whisper and stare at ^Ame Well my w^Dife she finds a lot of little jobs to keep me on the r^Aight track That’s a ^Esmall price to pay for a week of living d^Aangerously Wo^Dooo-ooo-^Gooo-oo bl^Aue me That’s a s^Emall price to pay for a week of living d^Aangerously