lyrics
little Ryan wants a pistol and Jenny wants a doll
but you won't let it go
what I scrape together, fighting against the weather
living out on the road
it's all coming back in big old sack
making tracks up I-91
so even if I'm late for this holiday
I did what had to be done
'cause that holiday pay will be sweet when it comes
if you hurt me, what'll it prove?
does it help to drag my name through the mud?
and I missed Thanksgiving, had to count my blessings
spending Christmas away from the kids
for time-and-a-half, bonus on top of that
I did it all for them
'cause they put you in your place
when they stare straight in your face
their eyes ask, "what are you gonna do?"
now I shake and shiver looking in other people's windows
wondering when I'll have that too
that holiday pay will be sweet when it comes
it's a mouse not a man that goes searching for crumbs
and I'll pave the way, just wait 'til payday
that holiday pay will be sweet when it comes
I'll fall down on my knees and pray when I'm drunk
that holiday pay will be sweet when it comes
it will all be worth it in the end, I swear
credits
released December 24, 2013
written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Justin Ferraro
the lyrics for this song began taking formation during December 2011. they were left uncompleted until December 2013.
the piano, accordion, banjo, and guitar were recorded January 2012. vocals recorded Christmas Eve, December 2013.
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