Ceiling, Four Walls and a Floor

His daddy said son you oughta quit dreamin'

Put your feet on the ground and your future in the hands of the Lord

But the boy said no that ain't enough dad

All you got here is a ceilin' four walls and a floor

He left his home in Buckalou County

He went thumbin' and sleepin' on the roadside livin' in jeans

Along about Pittsburgh he got him a good job

Bought him a brand new Malibu Chevy that was part of his dreams

He met a pretty girl she was thinkin' of a family

He bought a lotta tapes for his Malibu Chevy but he didn't want more

And the pretty girl said boy you oughta slow down

He said who needs a ceilin' four walls and a floor

He did a little drinkin' he did a little gamblin'

Shot a little nine ball bet a little money on the football games

He picked up a habit he got it on the sidewalk

His habit got bigger but his weekly paycheck stayed the same

His daddy wrote letters but he never answered

The pretty girl begged him to give up the habit and to work on a change

It was a real small gun and a real small robbery

They locked him up and they traded him a number for his name

It ain't no big news it ain't no big story

You didn't see it in the paper so I guess we oughta put it in a song

The boy got hooked and he couldn't get unhooked

And it's happenin' somewhere now and maybe that's what's wrong

His daddy said son you oughta quit dreamin'...