Old Man Markley - Rehearsal lyrics

Born in 1900, not enough shoes to go around Warsaw for Ellis Island, Ma**achusetts bound Just a horn and a suitcase, not a hair on his face They told him when he landed that he'd have to find a trade So he built a funeral home and bought a shiny black hearse With his brother at his side, every day they'd get to work Then wash their hands and write music, playing deep into the night Take their band out on the road and finally feel alive Load up the gear, strap on the ba** Keep a cigarette lit, burning right at the tip, anything to warm your face Let it burn on down so the windshield doesn't freeze So you don't forget to breathe Driving home from shows on cold New England nights Knew gruesome work was waiting when home greeted with a light Because when there's a light on, there's a cold one A loved one, an old one, a young one, there's always someone There's always curfew at the bars A time to lay down that guitar And every show's gotta end Every night, every life There's always last call Can't always spare time to rehearse Sometimes all you get is time for one verse Rehearse if you can, keep an eye on the time Remember what's coming at the end of the line Soak in the cold, breathe in the air Slam a stiff one back 'cause there's one curfew we all share Load up the gear, strap on the ba** Keep a cigarette lit, burning right at the tip, anything to warm your face Let it burn on down so the windshield doesn't freeze So you don't forget to Load up the gear, strap on the ba** (Born in 1900, Ma**achusetts bound) Keep a cigarette lit, burning right at the tip, anything to warm your face Let it burn on down so the windshield doesn't freeze So your eyes don't start to close So you don't forget to be