Drive-By Truckers - Goode's Field Road (Alternate Version) lyrics

Honey, take care of the children Make them do as they're told I got a meeting in the morning Down at the end of the Goode's Field Road There ain't much for a man in my position A man like me won't last too long in prison And all them friends down at police department Will act like they never had anything to do with me Started out down at the junkyard taking orders from a moron And a man my size don't like taking orders from anyone Bought myself an old beat up wrecker Built an empire with my labor brains and sweat But it's hard to make an honest living And a man takes any help he gets Nothing much for a man in my position A second mortgage and three college kids' tuition And all them friends that I helped along the way Will act like they never had anything to do with me You and me, we had us some good times And I've always been a family man deep down Ain't much a believer for hired work from out of state But they'll be asking questions when I'm found They'll be asking questions when I'm found Honey, take care of the children Pay the house off when the salvage yard gets sold And you don't know nothing when the insurance men asks questions 'Bout what went down at the Goode's Field Road 'Bout what went down at the Goode's Field Road