Song Description

A song about being young and aimless, about being walled-up in a dead-end town with a dead-end job knowing your life is a long way away from you.

Lyrics

You Never Seem To Get My Mail
Words & Music by Ben Wood
(copyright 2004)


This is the whitest town that money can buy
The people got autopilot on
Supposed to be sea ?round here but
I must be blind
All I can see is that oil rig burn

And it?s so hard to get along
I wish it were easier
But I?m so far from my love
And it?s so hard to keep a job
When I don?t wanna work nowhere
Too far from my love

Weekends there?s nothing to do so
I sleep all day
And drink from a bottle all night long
I hang by the corner store ?til it closes up
Isn?t it cool to be young?

And it?s so hard to get along
I wish it were easier
But I?m so far from my love
And it?s so hard to keep a job
When I don?t wanna work nowhere
Too far from my girl

I hate everyone ?round here
They pour in on trains
Down from the city or from jail
The rain reminds me of you when it hits the dock
And you never seem to get my mail.

And it?s so hard to get along
When I?m living in this town
And I?m so far from you now
And it?s so hard to keep a job
?Cause I don?t wanna work nowhere
Too far from my girl

(It?s so hard to get along
It?s so hard, so hard).