His daddy said

 son you ought

a quit dreamin

'
              
Put your feet 

              
on the ground 

              
and your futur

              
e in the hands

         
 of the Lord
              
But the boy sa

   
id no that ain

't enough dad
              
All you got he

             
re is a ceilin

              
g' four walls 

      
and a floor
             
He left his ho

              
me in Buckalou

     
 County
              
He went thumbi

              
n' and sleepin

              
' on the roads

              
ide livin' in 

  
jeans
            
Along about Pi

ttsburgh he go

t him a good j

ob
              
Bought him a b

             
rand new Malib

              
u Chevy that w

              
as part of his

   
 dreams

He met a pretty girl she was thinkin' of a family
              
He bought a lo

              
tta tapes for 

              
his Malibu Che

              
vy but he didn

         
't want more
              
And the pretty

       
 girl said boy

 you oughta sl

ow down
              
He said who ne

             
eds a ceiling'

              
 four walls an

    
d a floor
              
He did a littl

             
e drinkin' he 

             
did a little g

amblin'
              
Shot a little 

              
nine ball bet 

              
a little money

              
 on the footba

     
ll games
              
He picked up a

             
 habit he got 

             
it on the side

walk
              
His habit got 

             
bigger but his

              
 weekly payche

              
ck stayed the 

 
same
       
His daddy wrote letters but he never answered
              
The pretty gir

              
l begged him t

              
o give up the 

              
habit and to w

          
ork on a chain
              
It was a real 

       
small gun and 

a real small r

obbery
              
They locked hi

              
m up and they 

             
traded him a n

              
umber for his 

 
name
              
It ain't no bi

             
g news it ain'

         
t no big story
              
You didn't see

              
 it in the pap

              
er so I guess 

              
we oughta put 

         
it in a song
              
The boy got ho

             
oked and he co

              
uldn't get unh


ooked

              
And it's happe

              
nin' somewhere

              
 now and maybe

              
 that's what's

  
 wrong


His daddy said

 son you ought

a quit dreamin

'
              
Put your feet 

              
on the ground 

              
and your futur

              
e in the hands

         
 of the Lord
              
But the boy sa

   
id no that ain

't enough dad
              
All you got he

             
re is a ceilin

              
g' four walls 

      
and a floor