From Monday till Friday, you'll find me
Grindin' putting in a 40 hour week
I wake up before the sun's up
Hop into my truck, And head out to my 9 to 5
By Thursday I'm ready, To get back in that Chevy
Loaded down with old guitars
Punch out that time clock, Gas up at quick stop
And get out on the open road

Sometimes it's like I'm-a-livin-a-double life
From a suit and tie to boots and neon lights (It's a)
Sound check at 7, (it's a) packed by 11
There's something that I'm lovin bout a-livin' a double life

My friends say that one day (someday)
That day job'll be a memory
And you're headed for that big time stage (Ha)
Well until then let's pretend
That we're rock-stars on the weekend
Like Sinatra said - "I'm gonna live till I die"

Sometimes it's like I'm-a-livin-a-double life
From a suit and tie to boots and neon lights (It's a)
Sound check at 7, (it's a) packed by 11
There's something that I'm lovin bout a-livin' a double life

You can bet come Friday, we're gonna get a little sideways
Trading in that coffee for "Redneck Wine" and whiskey
Do it over on Saturday, Last call from the old bar-keep
We're all killin a long hard week
I'll play an encore if they'll let me

Sometimes it's like I'm-a-livin-a-double life
From a suit and tie to boots and neon lights (It's a)
Sound check at 7, (it's a) packed by 11
There's something that I'm lovin bout a-livin' a double life
I'm livin' a double life, hey!