Well, my mama told me, "Son, you better watch out All those nasty women gonna rip you dime for dime" But I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue Yeah! Left my mama and papa's nest I got the rebel fever ramblin' my bones Papa said, "My boy, take your Johnny Cash vinyl and go" Well, I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue ♪ Yeah!
Strollin' down the highway Said, "Uncle Sam, you rebel kid, now get your ass home Your ass belong to me, leave your Johnny Cash song and get home" I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue ♪ Singing in cell 14095 No way should I wear guns, I'm sitting my time Yeah! ♪ Well, left 14095 With plenty rock 'n roll songs to play on the road Education sucks, so I sing my song for you But I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue