εlectric grit

I ain’t gonna tell nobody what that Santa Fe have done for me

If you want to know baby,

you sure have to come and see.

81’s in the yard, 82’s out on the road

81 makes you a living, 82 puts you out the door

Nobody knows my trouble but the good Lord above

Well you know just how I feel, if you ever have been in love.

You know I can’t go down that big road by myself

If you won’t come with me

I I’ll carry somebody else