Hell Bent & Happy کے بول

Back in my younger days I was just a kid that's what they said I worked the night shift all day I had a paper route and burglar tools I was pretty dumb but I was nobody's fool I sported ducktails and I smoked Kools I drank my supper from a Dixie cup Growing up was just a matter of luck And I wished that I knew now what I knew then I was hell bent and happy Just sliding up hill I should have gone to jail For all the times I killed I was hell bent and happy Just spitting in the wind And I may never come this was again Grew up on a dead end street My education was incomplete I wore overall's and went bare feet I pitched quarters and played forty-two Word around town I was known as a dude I picked guitar and sang the blues.