Gabe Crumby - Nashville Picker Lyrics

18 years I've been right here
Just roping cattle on this old frontier
Ain't got a woman but I got a guitar
Bout to hit the road and start playin them bars

Uncle Tucker said be careful son
There's a lot in this world that ain't real fun
Keep a pistol on your hip and the Bible in your mind
Trust me boy you'll be alright
I said just let me loose and I'll be fine

Threw my guitar in the back of my 84' Ford
Gonna go down town and round up the boys
All packed up and ready to go
Well I'm telling ya son no we ain't goin slow

From Winslow, Arizona to Nashville, Tennessee
Feeling pretty good and I'm happy to be me
Playin every little joint that a man can play
Livin ain't easy but its ok
Just tune me up and put me on stage

Now I'm making a living just picking out here
Speeding through life and shifting them gears
Holding on to something that's tried and true
Lord I'm just doing what I love to do

Makin music and working all day
It just happens to be that way
Lord I don't know how a man complains
By just living the day to day
And I'm just thinking you for your grace