Ash Bowers Stuck
Collar's wet on the back of my neck and the sweat, it
burns my eyes.
Day in, day out, it's all the same on this hot assembly
line.
I watch the hours of my life get chewed up by that
clock.
I'm gonna lose my mind if I don't find a way out of
this box.
Stuck in a rut, stuck in this town, stuck in a job
that's keepin' me down.
I need to get these boots out of the mud.
It's time to roll on, get in a groove, pull up the
stakes and make me a move.
A spin of the wheel is bound to change my luck, I ain't
stayin' stuck.
I'm gonna take every dollar that I made out of that
farmers bank.
Make one last stop at the Tiger Mart and fill up that
thirsty tank.
Gonna find a road to a new zip code, they can kiss my
hotel lights.
It's never too late to start again, I've wasted too
much time.
Stuck in a rut, stuck in this town, stuck in a job
that's keepin' me down.
I need to get these boots out of the mud.
It's time to roll on, get in a groove, pull up the
stakes and make me a move.
A spin of the wheel is bound to change my luck, I ain't
stayin' stuck.
I'm a little burnt out, a little ticked off.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday,
sometimes Sunday.
Stuck in a rut, stuck in this town, stuck in a job
that's keepin' me down.
I need to get these boots out of the mud.
It's time to roll on, get in a groove, pull up the
stakes and make me a move.
A spin of the wheel is bound to change my luck, I ain't
stayin', I ain't stayin' stuck.
No, no, stuck.
