Copperstone

Every time I hit the road.

Im headed out west to copperstone.

You might say its home from home.

But thats not why its copperstone.

I go on the road to get my funds.

Thats where i lay my head when done

Chorus: out living on the road aint what i want to do, missing my family everytime i choose.

Living can be hell with these oilfield blues

But making all that money is what i can do

Ol copperstone is far from here

Working 12 hour days while I'm there

You might know but I bet you dont

Just how far is that copperstone

Living just a s cheap as i can be

Got to make it worth it to go you see

Them oilfields are full of men

Just like me, with callused hands

From daylight to dusk out on the road

I get my rest at the Copperstone

Chorus: out living on the road aint what i want to do, missing my family everytime i choose.

Living can be hell with these oilfield blues

But making all that money is what i can do