Kindly Turn the Bed Down, Drusilla Pony Bradshaw

[Verse 1]
Kindly turn the bed down, Drusilla
I’ll be home shortly
I left the heavens for them country taverns
Playing this ol’ devil’s box

She can read them shape notes
And sing like a yellowhammer
But she don’t go in for no foolishness
In these long years of want

[Chorus]
I make my wage on the road, good lord
42 and living out of my van
I make my wage on the road, good lord
A mortal man’s work is sun to sun
Oh, but mine it ain’t never done

[Verse 2]
On the low end of the country
Way down the mouth of the Red
Riding the high of a good payday
Walk me back, Little Rock, walk me back

[Chorus]
I make my wage on the road, good lord
42 and living out of my van
I make my wage on the road, good lord
A mortal man’s work is sun to sun
Oh, but mine it ain’t never done