I Work At The Big Star On Old 405

I Make 6 Bucks An Hour

And I Work Steady Nights

Well It Might Not Be Much

But It's All I Need

In That Little Glass Booth

In That Highway To Dreams



I Was Not That Good Of A Student At School

But This Life Taught Me Lessons

That Made Me No Fool

Oh My Mom And Dad Raised Me

By That Golden Rule

In A World That Gets Ruthless

A World That Gets Cruel



Fill'er Up

Let Me Check Your Oil Sir

Cash Or Card

Let Me Get Your Change

Just Turn Right

When You See That Big Church Sign

Just Go Straight

And You'll Be On Your Way



I Had Me A Girl Once

And My Ring She Wore

But Her Father Said She

Could Not See Me No More

Oh I Know It'd Be Different

If I Weren't So Poor

So I'm Writing These Songs

Trying To Open Some Doors



Well That's Enough Crying

Over Used To Be's

Got To Write These Songs

Get That Girl Back To Me

I'm A Man With Conviction

I've Got Things To Do

When That Sun Starts A Rising

Oh, When That Sun Starts A Rising

My Night Shifts Are Through

I Work At The Big Star On Old 405