Button Your Collar

All my days end this way
When you work at all
You can’t complain
Now I think I see
What this is about
Gather the troops
Because were heading out
This towns too cold
And much too proud
So take me south
For crying out loud
Get dressed button your collar
And call everyone you know
Round up every dollar
Because if you stay
Than nobody’s going to go
Oh no
What do you say
We get wise
Take a bottle of bourbon
Through the fires
Keep track of what
My investments in
So I got my money
In a tobacco tin