Bob Wayne - Working Class Musician Lyrics

No sir I do not sound like Waylon Jennings
And no, I'm not the next John Cash
My names Bob Wayne and if you don't like it
You can kiss my wild Hillbilly ass
I aint to big on city living
Hell, I don't even have a steady home.
What I like is a big wide open highway
And spending time with friends along the road.
Im proud to be a working class musician
Rollin' town to town to get my dough
I may not have a million dollar tour bus
But my camper rolls down the same down road
We pay the Doublewide out in Minnesota
Crmington Illinois treats us right
In Wolversiem Germany they feed us schnitzel
Ct Porkao's in Brazil we play all night.
Im proud to be a working class musician
Rollin' town to town to get my dough
I may not have a million dollar tour bus
But my camper rolls down the same down road
I play at clex's in Long Beach California
Out there it's good to see Starbuck and Die Die
The Dive Bar is where it's at in Las Vegas
That show in Dadeville clabama changed my life.
Im proud to be a working class musician
Rollin' town to town to get my dough
I may not have a million dollar tor bus
But my camper rolls down the same damn road.
My Camper rolls down the same damn road.