Cuttin’ Teeth

Lyrics

[Verse 1] He was spinnin' wheels, makin' deals Wildeyed in his twenties With nothin' in the way of work He was ever fit to do It was for the birds; he worked with words The thing is, words work funny You weld 'em right, you know they're liable To affect the way you move [Chorus] Frontin' him, a country band A buncha rockin' barkin' deadbeats, man He played a gig with us one night When he was cuttin' teeth [Verse 2] Hustle high, hustle low Hearken out that band window The price of gas is getting low In the pocket of the seat Of his pants, he has had Tightenin' 'round his body Livin' off tavеrn's fare Drowning in the greasе [Chorus] Frontin' him, a country band Roaddoggin' in a stripped-out van Bummin' powder in the barlight When they were cuttin' teeth [Verse 3] You can yell, you can croon You can reach the fire code of any room With a catchy song or two If they're sang in key There's room for error if the band is there In a way, it's 'bout like baseball He swings a bat left-handed He's gonna walk at least [Chorus] Frontin' him, a country band A buncha West Virginia deadbeats, man He split the door with us one night When he was cuttin' teeth He played a gig with us one night When he was cuttin' teeth