He spends all his weeks in the bread line
He spends all his weekends in jail
He spends all his money on dead ends
And always has something for sale
He doesn?t know how to do different
He lives with his head in the sand
Playing his role
Stuck on the dole
The son of a landless man
No one never called him ambitious
He never pretended to be
He bummed around the pool halls to kill time
When he dropped out of school at sixteen
It was there that he met his ex-wife
It should have ended before it began
She batted her eye lids and had a few kids
With the son of a landless man
With the son of a landless man
Now the wife and the kids are gone now
He don?t have a clue where they are
As one night he pulled out a rifle
In an argument he took too far
Now someone says he cant see them
It?ll be a long time before he can
His three little girls, all giggles and curls
and the son of a landless man
Another son of a landless man