Whiskeytown - I Hope It Rains At My Funeral Lyrics
Cant send no fourteen year-old boy to no schoolThe only thing I learned in the years I worked on my daddys farm was,Son, you better get them crops in when it turns cool.In the magazines, I saw the ***** womenI heard about the drinkin and the barsIf my daddy couldve caught me, hed a-killed meHe said, you might run, boy, but you aint gonna get far.I hit town or you might say that it hit meNext mornin there were things I knew more aboutThe woman who had taken me in said, country boy, youre all right.The same way I turned her on, she turned me outThe first law I broke, right away they got meI helped them build the country roads for awhileThey fed me two times a day and knocked me down about fourFor thirty days I didnt even crack a smileI met a nice girl and she said I was her babyShe let me go and would never tell me whyI learned what it means to be somebodys babyThey let you lie in your bed by yourself and cryThe miles were good but the mileage is turnin my hair grayIve met some people that knew me and call me friendAint no sense in wantin my life to live overId find different ways to make those mistakes againSo let me say this, I never tried to hurt anybodyThough I guess theres a few that I still couldnt look in the eyeIf Ive got one wish, I hope it rains at my funeralFor once, Id like to be the only one dry
