Steve Earle - The Week Of Living Dangerously lyrics

I got out of work and i headed for the neighborhood beer joint I sat around and had a beer with the boys like i always do Well i didn't have nothin' to say anyway there ain't no point There's just something 'bout a monday that always makes me blue Well it was well after dark so i knew my wife and kids were waitin' And i guess i took a left where i generally take a right Well i filled her up with gas, checked the oil at the texaco station I threw the car seat in the dumpster and headed off into the night Woo-ohh-ooh-ooh-ooh There's somethin' 'bout a monday that always makes me blue Well i headed south on 35 hell bent for vinyl I hadn't never had her up past 55 before Well somethin' 'bout that little red line always looked so final Buddy you'd be surprised how fast a chevrolet truck can go * now, down in mexico they've got a little place called boystown Where a man's still a man if you know what i'm talkin' about Well, i walked into the cadillac bar and i laid my cash down I said "there's plenty more where that came from" and the lights went out * (this verse is not included on the official lyrics sheet, but is included on the recording) Well i woke up in a county jail 'cross the line in laredo With a headache and a deputy staring at me through the door Well he said "now how you got across that river alive, i don't know But your wife just made your bail so now you're really dead for sure" Now my wife, she called my boss and cried so i got my job back And the boys down at the plant, they whisper and stare at me Yea well my wife can find a lot of little jobs to keep me on the right track Well, but that's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously Yeah-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-wee That's a small price to pay for a week of living dangerously