Текст Paul Cauthen – Still Drivin’

I’m still drivin’
When’s this break gon’ come?
You back my pickin’
With a big ol’ timpani drum

Stole shelter from the storm
The night my cousin’s baby was born
Some say I’m a wild man
Drink too much nectar from the corn

Still drivin’
When’s this break gon’ come?
You back my pickin’
With a big ol’ timpani drum

Oh the school, it wasn’t for me
I earned my stripes a different way
I learned to sing harmony
And go play out on the stage

Still drivin’
When’s this break gon’ come?
You back my pickin’
With a big ol’ timpani drum

I’m still drivin’
I’m still drivin’
I’m still drivin’
I’m still drivin’
I’m a-still, I’m a-still, I’m a-still, I’m a-still drivin’
Still, still, still, I’m a-still drivin’
Still, I’m a-still, I’m a-still, I’m a-still drivin’
Still, still, still, I’m a-still drivin’