Lyrics

I can feel the trees blowin', I can hear the rain
Comin' down it's really pourin' today

I can smell the coffee steam rising from the cup
A gift from the sister of my love

Not a lot of sun or daisies, this time of year
Just a lot of lonely pickin' in the chair

My back's gettin' sore from sittin' so long, wishin' you were home
The company I keep is whiskey and weed it's the remedy for pain
Every single day
Every single day

Guess it's time to take a drive, I got nowhere to be
But I forgot, I got no gas and I got no money

Knew it wouldn't be easy, didn't think it'd be hard
Puttin' food on the table singin' songs

I can't quite tell if I'm livin my dream or bein' naive
The doubt creeps in when the lights flicker off and I can't buy the bulbs
Every single day
Every single day

My back's gettin' sore from sittin' so long wishin' you were home
The company I keep is whiskey and weed it's the remedy for pain
Every single day
Every single day