Birthday Boy lyrics by Drive-By Truckers - original song full text. Official Birthday Boy lyrics, 2024 version | LyricsMode.com
Request & respond explanations
  • Don't understand the meaning of the song?
  • Highlight lyrics and request an explanation.
  • Click on highlighted lyrics to explain.
Drive-By Truckers – Birthday Boy lyrics
Which one's the birthday boy?
(She said) I ain't got all night
What'd your momma name you?
You can call me what you like

Every skin is a mystery
Gotta make it hard somehow
Sit your narrow ass down, hotshot
I'll solve yours right now

Got a girlfriend, don't you, boy?
Nervous hands can't lie
Married men don't ask how much
Single ones ain't buying

One day you've got everything
Next day it's all broke
Let Miss Trixie sit up front
Let her wipe your nose

Working for the money like you got eight hands
Flat on your back under a mean old man
Just thinking happy thoughts and breathing deep

Between your momma's drive and daddy's belt
It don't take smarts to learn to tune out what hurts more than helps

The pretty girls from the smallest towns
Get remembered like storms and droughts
That old men talk about for years to come

I guess that's why they give us names
So a few old men can say
They saw us rain when we were young

Which one's the birthday boy?
(She said) I ain't got all night
What'd your momma name you?
You can call me what you like
×



Lyrics taken from /lyrics/d/drive_by_truckers/birthday_boy.html

  • Email
  • Correct
Songwriters: JOHN COOLEY
Birthday Boy lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group

Birthday Boy meanings

Write about your feelings and thoughts about Birthday Boy

Know what this song is about? Does it mean anything special hidden between the lines to you? Share your meaning with community, make it interesting and valuable. Make sure you've read our simple tips.
U
Min 50 words
Not bad
Good
Awesome!

Post meanings

U
Min 50 words
Not bad
Good
Awesome!

official video

0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z