monsvalentine

i used to work the rigs from three to midnight, on the corpus christi bay. i'd get off and drink 'til daylight and sleep the morning away. i had a plan to take my wages and leave the rigs behind for good. but that life it is contagious and it gets down in your blood.

i lived in corpus with my brother. we were always on the run. we were bad for one another, but we were good at having fun. we got stoned along the seawall. we got drunk and rolled a car. we knew the girls at every dancehall and had a tab at every bar.

if i could live my life all over, it wouldn't matter anyway. 'cause i never could stay sober on the corpus christi bay.