Songs For Sale Lyrics - David Nail

1 Boiled peanuts anytime, painted on a plywood sign

2 Pull to the shoulder and buy a sack

3 An old man with a dirty face swears they're the best you'll taste

4 Grows 'em fresh in that red dirt field outback, yeah, that's a fact

5 Grace is a mechanic's wife and their toe-head boys are her whole life

6 Sews patches on blue jeans night and day

7 Never does much for herself, doesn't dream of fame or wealth

8 Just a ballpark bleacher and a place to pray

9 Some are called to preach the gospel

10 String fence in Colorado

11 Some are born to raise a family

12 Swing a hammer at a nail

13 Haul bricks or carry mail

14 Go to college, Duke or Yale, but me,

15 I got songs for sale

16 There's not a lot of tread on my tires, in some spots you can see the wires

17 Just hope they make it to the next town so I can sing

18 I'm still earning lots of lessons, I'm still calling it a profession

19 Travelin' 'round strummin' these guitar strings

20 Some are good at mending houses

21 Fixing drink and telephones

22 Some are born to wear pinstripes on their sleeves

23 Swing a hammer at a nail

24 Haul bricks or carry mail

25 Go to college, Duke or Yale, but me,

26 I got songs for sale

27 I see it in a lot of places

28 I read it on a lot of faces

29 Some are called to preach the gospel

30 String fence in Colorado

31 Some are born to raise a family

32 Swing a hammer at a nail

33 Haul bricks or carry mail

34 Go to college, Duke or Yale, and me,

35 Yeah me, I got songs for sale

36 Yeah, I got songs for sale