Thirteen Days Lyrics

Thirteen days on a gig in the south
We've got enough dope to keep us all around
We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd
A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
There's thirteen days with five to go
From Birmingham to Mobile, and on to Baton Rouge.
We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze
Saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans
I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans
Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know
There's thirteen days with five to go
Migrant worker is the name of this band.
If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can
Cos' we been to California, we been to New York.
Some take to the magazines, some take to dope
Sometimes we make money, and sometimes I don't know.
Thirteen days with five to go
Thirteen days with five to go