Letra de East Houston Blues

So I grew up hungry
And I grew up hard
Took the streets and alleys
For my own backyard
I got a break-and-enter
On my list of crimes
Been before the judge
One too many times

East Houston Blues
Scale of one to ten
About a nine and a half
Is where it's always been
It's in the drinking water
And in the bar ditch mud
East Houston Blues
Gets in a poor boy's blood

I learned to drink and drive
When I was twelve years old
My uncle, Fireball Stoddard
God rest his ragged soul
He run a '54 Ford
Up and down the drag
Sipping Early Times
Straight from a paper bag

East Houston Blues
Picture Dowling Street
And Navigation Boulevard
Where the crossroads meet
Three sheets in the wind
Brick shy of a load
East Houston Blues
Down a nowhere road

Forty dollar boots
Big Bangora hat
Stolen money from an inside job
Maybe think about that

I'm a third-born child
My mother's only son
Which means exactly nothing
Without a loaded gn
I don't believe luck
This I guarantee
If there's a God above
He's got it in for me

East Houston Blues
What do you want me to say?
I need to find me a woman
Keep the wolves at bay
Keep my head on straight
Maybe tow the line
East Houston Blues
Ain't no friend of mine
So you understand
That of which I speak
I'm a worried man
On a losing streak