Grumpy Songtext
von Ray Scott

Y′all I wake up and do my favorite drug, derived from a little brown bean
I pour it in a cup and let it prop me up for the rough day ahead of me
I've been in this rut plenty long enough, yeah I know what to expect
And whether my day′s hell or whether it goes well, well it's kinda up to me I guess

Giving a damn's getting harder all the time
I hate the way it makes or breaks my state of mind
I′m either fighting me a losing fight or I′ma staying out of the room
Yeah some days I wake up Grumpy, some days I just let her sleep


Well if in this world's a more miserable girl, Lord I hope we never meet
I seen her folks high-five when I made her my wife, I′d never seen a daddy so relieved
And then fourteen guys with tears in their eyes said "Brother you a helluva man."
I didn't know what they meant but that was way back then, now I think I understand

Yeah, giving a damn′s getting harder all the time
I'm gonna run outta cloud before I find that silver lining
If you lived my life you′d empathize, buddy you'd surely see
Why somedays I wake up Grumpy, some days I just let her sleep

(Ah pick a little)

Yeah and taking a drink's getting easier all the time
I′m either doing something wrong or I ain′t doing something right
Some days I don't feel like fighting, some days I want a little piece
So somedays I wake up Grumpy, some days I just let her sleep

Yeah somedays I wake up Grumpy, some days I just let her sleep

Shhhh