Revvin' My CJ-7

It’s been a long year As far as I can see I could use a vacation But I’ve gotta take care Of my family Wrapping up another hard work day I’ve gotta get back home So I shift into third gear And I cruise out to my favorite songs And still I don’t know why I’m always putting up a fight When I’m so damn tired From working over time If I can’t get into heaven I best be revvin’ my Cj7 Ain’t that the life Ain’t that the life Ain’t that the life Stepping into the morning My sun glasses on My heads a little weak from drinking All of these nights are so long If I can’t stay out of trouble May be the death of me But I was branded as a harmony rebel With a tattoo at fifteen And still I don’t know why I’m always putting up a fight When I’m so damn tired From working over time Well if I can’t get into heaven I best be revvin’ my Cj7 Ain’t that the life That keeps rolling me by With two kids and a wife My miss American pie If I can’t get into heaven I best be revvin’ my Cj7 Ain’t that the life Ain’t that the life Ain’t that the life