U.S. 41

Tom Petty

My daddy came a marchin' 
Over the hill at dawn 
Had to make that wage, man 
That's how we got along 

My daddy's life was workin' 
Workin' all day long 
Put food on the table 
And the children sang a song 
Yes, the children sang a song 

My grandad's name was pulpwood 
Wore a coat of green 
Took a wife in '31 
Drove the big machine 

My daddy load the lumber 
Put it on the truck 
Used to see him walkin' home on U.S. 41 
That's right, U.S. 41 

All my life's been workin' 
Out the door and gone 
Got to make that overtime 
Keep us movin' on 

Need a drink of water 
To get out of the sun 
Burnin' up to make that wage on U.S. 41 
That's right, U.S. 41 

The boss man owns the business 
Keeps it goin' strong 
Be blowin' like a hurricane and 
Work like nothin's wrong 

We got to keep on movin' 
'Til the bell gone ring 
Fill her up with kerosene 
And let that lady sing 
Whoa now, let that lady sing 

His given name was Lucky 
His wife's name Annie Brown 
Run outside the law 
And they chased him right on down 

Lucky faced the lawman 
The captain drew his gun 
They put him with a sling blade 
On U.S. 41 
That's right, U.S. 41