Текст песни 26th of December - Tanner Usrey

All the dishes piled up and the toys are on the ground
Family's all gone there ain't no one around
I took down the lights and I packed up the wreath
The tree's out lying dead in the street

Johnny couldn't make it so mama's been crying
Things ain't been right since daddy died
The food on the table was all we had left
My nerves are all fried and my head's all a mess

It's the twenty-sixth of December
Oh what am I gonna do
There's no cash in the bank there's no gas in the tank
The bills on the table are due

It's the twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth of December
It's the twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth of December

I ain't getting rich counting one dollar bills
Been wasting my time down at the mill
And I recall something my grandaddy said
If you want to get by you better do what you can

It's the twenty-sixth of December
Oh what am I gonna do
There's no cash in the bank there's no gas in the tank
The bills on the table are due

It's the twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth of December
It's the twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth of December

And I'm tired
Of a worried mind
I got a pistol
And a plan to survive
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die

It's the twenty-sixth of December
I know just what I'm gonna do
There's a rich man downtown oh and he's going down
The bills on the table are due

It's the twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth of December
It's the twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth, twenty-sixth of December