Текст песни Lemon Drop - Pistol Annies

My muffler′s tied on with a guitar string
I owe 7, 000 dollars to a bank machine
Before this car is ever really mine
And some fine day I'll drive her downtown
Get a burger, fries and a royal crown
Thankin′ God that I'll never
Have to pay another dime

My life is like a lemondrop
I'm suckin′ on the bitter to get to the sweet part
I know there are better days ahead

I got dirty shirts and worn out jeans
I owe two dozen quarters to a washin′ machine
Before these clothes will ever really shine
But I got me a man, that just don't care
If his little darlins got underware
I know someday I′m gonna be his wife

My life is like a lemondrop
I'm suckin′ on the bitter to get to the sweet part
I know there are better days ahead

I got thrift store curtains in the windows of my home
I'm payin′ for a house that the landlord owns
Bought a t.v on a credit card
It'll take me ten years to pay if off
But some fine day I'll be drinkin′ a beer
In a big backyard I own free and clear
All I know, there′s better days ahead

So I'll play my hopes and play my dreams
Just like two coins in a slot machine
Sing "Glory, Hallelujah" if everything works out fine

My life is like a lemondrop
I′m suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part
I know there are better days ahead

Lord I know there are better days ahead
Thank God