MAC LEAPHART

Lyrics

Mac Leaphart: vocals, acoustic guitar
Fats Kaplin: violin
Will Kimbrough: nylon string acoustic guitar
Brad Jones: bass, backing vocals
Logan Todd: drums, percussion
Glen Martian: background vocals

She got knocked up & kept on drinking
Smoked a half a pack a day
She didn’t want that baby
But, she had him anyway
He showed up six weeks early
She left him down on cradle row
It’s a rough start for Buddy, & a long way to go
Life ain’t easy on a bastard
Kids are wild & mean & brash
Don’t help it when you’re daddy was Juarez basura
Your mama was El Paso trash
Leaving one side calling him greasy
Another hollering “Gringo!”
It’s a rough start for Buddy, & a long way to go

I don’t claim to know a damn thing about the way the world goes round
& how some folks are born & prime to swim & other folks are prime to drown
But when the cards are on the table
You play your hand, or you can fold
Rough start for Buddy, & a long way to go

He found himself on the curb one last time
On the day he turned eighteen
He thought about the army
But he couldn’t see himself in green
So he headed north along the Rio Grande
Knew his life wasn’t in vain
It was just unplanned
Sure as mockingbird sings a stolen song
The straightest path finds a crow
It’s a rough start for Buddy, & a long way to go

There’s a special place in heaven for those who scrap for a fighting chance
The long shot tooth & nailers all the odds be damned
But when the cards are on the table
You play your hand or you can fold
It’s a rough start for Buddy, & a long way to go