Teksty: Drive By Truckers. The Dirty South. Lookout Mountain.

Throw myself off Lookout mount
No more for my soul to keep
I wonder who will drive my car
Wonder if my mom will weep

I throw myself off Lookout mountain
No more pain my soul to bare
No more worries about payin' taxes
What to eat, what to wear?

Who will end up with my records?
Who will end up with my tapes?
Who's gonna pay my credit card bill?
Who's gonna pay for my mistakes?

I throw myself off Lookout mount
Who will ever hear my songs?
Who's gonna mow the cemetery
When all of my family's gone?

Who will mom and daddy find to
Continue the family name?
Who will stand there taking credit
Who's gonna lay there passing blame? Ooo
Who's gonna lay there passing blame?