Clint Black - Tuckered Out lyrics

(Clint Black/Hayden Nichols) I've seen more than a Little Texas, And a Playboy always knows A man does what he Wills as long As he stays on his toes He can Russell up a fortune, Any man could strike it Rich But I'm doing good to keep it Strait And keep my wheels out of the ditch Ain't no Foster for the Desert Rose, The babblin' Brooks are Dunn That Crystal ball won't even book me One day in the Sun I'm Haggard, worn and Waylon From the bottom of my Restless Heart Don't know Wy the Black cloud's tailin' me, There seems to be no Parton from the dark And I've had it to the Gills of knowin' What the Nitty Gritty's all about Bein' McEntired and Loveless I can't Lovett if I'm all tuckered out --- Instrumental --- Well, I never meant to set out Like a half-co*ked Gatlin gun No highway Head Hunter's Gonna let this Rabbitt run I ain't Raven 'bout The Ride, I probably got no fate to Seal If I can't roll through Alabama Half Asleepin' At The Wheel All my Paycheckes are like dried up Wells And way too small to Cash Or I'd find a roadside motel, Lay some money down to Crash I'm Haggard, worn and Waylon From the bottom of my Restless Heart Don't know Wy the Black cloud's tailin' me, There seems to be no Parton from the dark And I've had it to the Gills of knowin' What the Nitty Gritty's all about Bein' McEntired and Loveless I can't Lovett if I'm all tuckered out. --- Instrumental to fade ---