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• Artiste: Tyler Childers
• Titre: Cuttin' Teeth
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He was spinnin' wheels Makin' deals Wildeyed in his twenties With nothin' in the way of work He was ever fit to do It was for the birds He worked with words The thing is, words work funny You weld 'em right, you know they're liable To affect the way you move Fronting him, a country band A buncha rockin' barkin' deadbeats man He played a gig with one night When he was cuttin' teeth Hustle high Hustle low Hearken out that band window The price of gas is getting low In the pocket of the seat Of his pants He has had Tightening 'round his body Livin' off tavern's fare Drowning in the grease Fronting him, a country band Roaddoggin' in a stripped out van Bummin' powder in the barlight When they were cuttin' teeth You can yell You can croon You can reach the fire code of any room With a catchy song or two If they're sang in key There's room for error If the band is there In a way, it's 'bout like baseball He swings a bat left-handed He's good a walk at least Fronting him, a country band A buncha West Virginia deadbeats, man He split the door with one night When he was cuttin' teeth I played a gig with one night When he was cuttin' teeth