Written by J.J. Cale
Am C G Am 13 days on a gig in the south. Am C G Am We got enough dope to keep us all high. G Am We got 2 girls dancin' to pick up the crowd. G Am A sound man to mix us, to make us sound loud. G Am Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know. Am C G Am 13 days with life to go. Am C G Am From Birmingham to Mobile, and on to Baton Rouge. Am C G Am Smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze. G Am See the sun come up in Georgia, go down in New Orleans, G Am Never get to know a woman, 'cept to get in her jeans. G Am Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know. Am C G Am 13 days with life to go. Am C G Am Migrant worker is the name of this band. Am C G Am When we come to your town come and see us if you can. G Am Cos' we been to California, we been to New York. G Am Some think we're good, to others a joke. G Am Sometimes we make money, and sometimes I don't know. Am C G Am 13 days with life to go.