CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Dying Breed
I woke up this morning with a pounding in my head
I got thirty-five beer cans of fear beneath my bed
So I head down to the quick stop for a Slim Jim
And a cup of coffee
The worker there, her name is Charlene
She’s got a couple missing teeth
And a rabbit foot on her keychain
She’s been serving my breakfast since 2017
She looks me dead in the eyes
Says “You know what boy? You’re just one of a kind.”
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
What you get is what you see
Not trying to be anything I don’t want to be
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
I pick a little on my six string
Go fishing in a small stream
Paying cash kind of thing
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
Saturdays I watch the Bulldogs play
And еven better on Sundays I’m cheering on Green Bay
Thеn it’s off to moms for a home-cooked meal
And a beer with dad
Momma tells me I need to change my ways
But I am not a product of those lives we live today
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
What you get is what you see
Not trying to be anything I don’t want to be
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
I pick a little on my six string
Go fishing in a small stream
Paying cash kind of thing
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
Baby I’m a dying breed
Well I can’t be the only one out there
So if you feel like I do, put your drink in the air
Let me know you’re right here
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
What you get is what you see
Not trying to be anything I don’t want to be
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
I pick a little on my six string
Go fishing in a small stream
Paying cash kind of thing
Well there’s one too many and a firm hand shake kind of thing
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
Baby I’m a dying breed
I woke up this morning with a pounding in my head
I got thirty-five beer cans of fear beneath my bed
I got thirty-five beer cans of fear beneath my bed
So I head down to the quick stop for a Slim Jim
And a cup of coffee
The worker there, her name is Charlene
She’s got a couple missing teeth
And a rabbit foot on her keychain
She’s been serving my breakfast since 2017
She looks me dead in the eyes
Says “You know what boy? You’re just one of a kind.”
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
What you get is what you see
Not trying to be anything I don’t want to be
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
I pick a little on my six string
Go fishing in a small stream
Paying cash kind of thing
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
Saturdays I watch the Bulldogs play
And еven better on Sundays I’m cheering on Green Bay
Thеn it’s off to moms for a home-cooked meal
And a beer with dad
Momma tells me I need to change my ways
But I am not a product of those lives we live today
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
What you get is what you see
Not trying to be anything I don’t want to be
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
I pick a little on my six string
Go fishing in a small stream
Paying cash kind of thing
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
Baby I’m a dying breed
Well I can’t be the only one out there
So if you feel like I do, put your drink in the air
Let me know you’re right here
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
What you get is what you see
Not trying to be anything I don’t want to be
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
I pick a little on my six string
Go fishing in a small stream
Paying cash kind of thing
Well there’s one too many and a firm hand shake kind of thing
‘Cause I’m a dying breed
Baby I’m a dying breed
I woke up this morning with a pounding in my head
I got thirty-five beer cans of fear beneath my bed
