|Performed By:||Alan Jackson|
|Copyright:||© 1994 Seventh Son Music|
JOB DESCRIPTION (Alan Jackson) « © '94 Seventh Son Music » Well I know sometimes you find it hard to understand just what we do out here Well that bus rolls up at home and I just disappear And I sure don't like to leave you couldn't stand for you to think that I don't care So I wrote this job description just to tell you what I do when I'm not there I sleep eighty miles an hour to the whining of a diesel down the interstate Dreaming bout my little girls the easy chair that sits beside the fireplace Then we shut her down in another town shower up do just what we came to do Sing for the people count the money and the miles back home to you [ guitar - steel ] Well each night I take the stage with a six piece band and a guitar in my hand Singin' songs about my life all the good times and the bad Then we say goodbye and we load it up and head somewhere I've already been Then I lay down in that double bed alone and I thank the Lord again Well I sleep eighty miles an hour... Well I just sing for the people count the money and the miles back home to you
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