Gateleg from Big Ugly by Fust

Some days when the hot stays
You walk down to Maggie’s place
Cause she sells the load
All the things that you can’t grow
Like the cans, bags, tins, and smokes
All the pull-tabs and OTC rolls
But what’d you go down the mountain for?
Was it them or Maggie?
Some days when the floor is cold
You go knockin’ on Maggie’s door
Saying “can I buy a half-cord?
I know I should have planned the season…”
She inherited from her pa
We all know why she feels so small
You want nothing more than to help her
So just get the job

You ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work at Maggie’s store
Yeah you ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work for Maggie

You’re gonna stock, bag, shelve, and load
You’re gonna do everything you’re told
I still remember you walking down the mountain
With that gateleg you built her
Cause you remembered that the car was propped
Up on cinders at Jerry’s lot
He can’t put it back together but
Boy he can take it apart
Helped with haunching back in spring
Had the car then and it was running
But like the car or the false dawn, Maggie
I keep thinking that you’re gonna break

You ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work at Maggie’s store
Yeah you ain’t gonna work on the line no more
You’re gonna work for Maggie

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