Adam Gregory - Big Star

I work at the Big Star on old 405


I make 6 bucks an hour


And I work steady nights


Well it might not be much


but it's all that I need


In that little glass booth


in that highway to dreams





I was not that good of a student at school


But this life taught me lessons


that made me no fool


Oh my mom and dad raised me


by that golden rule


In a world that gets ruthless


a world that gets cruel





Fill'er up


let me check your oil sir


Cash or card


let me get your change


Just turn right


when you see that big church sign


Just go straight


and you'll be on your way





I had me a girl once


and my ring she wore


But her father said she


could not see me no more


Oh I know it'd be different


if I weren't so poor


So I'm writing these songs


trying to open some doors





Well that's enough crying


over used to be's


Got to write these songs


get that girl back to me


I'm a man with conviction


I've got things to do


When that sun starts a rising


Oh, when that sun starts a rising


my night shifts are through


I work at the big star on ol' 405