Enough EP Lyrics

  1. Enough
  2. Come What May
  3. One Day
  4. Yea Ya Right

Production Credits



1. Enough

Won’t you tell me why the rich get richer 
And the poor still sleep in the street 
Why the working class gotta bring home a pay check just to eat 
And nobody wants to speak out 
For fear of losing what little they got 
Everybody knows you don’t get to the top talkin’ shit to the boss 

Won’t you tell me why the politicians are puppets on a string 
You wanna find the man behind the curtain gotta follow money 
‘Cause black is white and left is right 
And might ain’t never been wrong 
Well I heard it all before in a Woody Guthrie song 

You can call me crazy 
Tell me I’m outta touch 
But don’t tell me we got it easy 
‘Cause I do believe I’ve had enough 

Won’t you tell me they push the pills 
And cast a shadow on the weed 
‘Cause a chemical is what they need 
If they wanna make that money 
So trail the sky, spike the water with fluoride 
I thought I told you son no one gets out of here alive 

You can call me crazy 
Tell me I’m outta touch 
But don’t tell me we got it easy 
‘Cause I do believe I’ve had enough 

I was born American and Texas is my home 
And I’ll be damned if I’ll sit around and watch it go up in smoke 
‘Cause in the home of the brave 
And what’s left in the land of the free 
They’ll be some good ol’ boys waiting for ya 
'Hind every big oak tree 

Written by Shawn Nelson. © 2012 Fonky Tonk Music (BMI) All Rights Reserved.

Shawn Nelson - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar; Fletcher Murchison - Electric Mandolin , Will Webster - Electric Guitar; Patrick Herzfeld - Drums; Joe Beckham - Bass 


2. Come What May

Hard times hit us all 
Better find the wherewithal 
Gotta get up and fight another day 
‘Cause life spins round and round 
One day you’re up the next you’re down 
And you know it’ll always go that way 
You gotta get up and fight another day 

Everyday 
Come what may 
Everyday 

Ever look up at the moon and stars 
Ever wonder just who you are 
Ever wonder ‘bout who is ruling you 
Who in the hell went and made you king 
Leaning on divinity 
Trying to tell me what to hear and what to see 
Everybody’s gotta fight to be free 

Everyday 
Come what may 
Gotta find your way 
Come what may 
Everyday 

Been down this road before 
Been through them swinging doors 
But I can’t say that I know the way 
So don’t you go and follow me 
You got your own destiny 
Everybody’s gotta find their own way 
Gotta get up and fight another day 

Everyday 
Come what may 
Gotta find your way 
Come what may 
Everyday 

Written by Shawn Nelson. © 2012 Fonky Tonk Music (BMI) All Rights Reserved.

Shawn Nelson - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar; Fletcher Murchison - Electric Mandolin , Will Webster - Electric Guitar; Patrick Herzfeld - Drums; Joe Beckham - Bass 


3. One Day

One of these days I’m gonna find my way 
Leave the back roads for the interstate 
Gonna drive these blues away one day 
Gonna find the wind at my back 
Gonna drive a big ol’ caddilac 
Cross them ol’ railroad tracks, one day 

One day, one day 
Gonna find my way 
One day 

One of these days I’m gonna find the light 
And stop worrying bout what’s wrong or right 
Just might get what’s mine one day 
‘Cause what the devil wants, the devil gets 
But I ain’t running for President 
I just wanna go my own damn way 

One day, one day 
Gonna find my way 
One day 

One of these days I’m gonna find my way 
And there won’t be no more hell to pay 
Gonna kick these blues of mine one day 
I ain’t gonna holler, I ain’t gonna scream 
It’s gonna happen to me naturally 
And cryin’ about it won’t do no good no way 

One day, one day 
Gonna find my way 
One day 

Written by Shawn Nelson. © 2012 Fonky Tonk Music (BMI) All Rights Reserved.

Shawn Nelson - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar; Fletcher Murchison - Electric Mandolin , Will Webster - Electric Guitar; Patrick Herzfeld - Drums; Joe Beckham - Bass 


4. Yea Ya Right

I was born in the city of bayous 
But the city took the “me-oh-my-ohs” 
And cooked up them Geto Boys yo 
And made Willie Dee an H-Town hero 
Yea Ya Right 

And I owe it all to New Orleans 
Seven years old down in The Quarter 
Brass bands bangin’ in my eardrum 
Never did want to go home no 
Yea Ya Right 

Now I’m eatin’ them hill country peaches 
And finishing my rice and beans yes 
Educated on Waylon Jennings 
And Thank God that Willie keeps livin’ 
Yea Ya Right 

Robert Earl Keen, Townes Van Zandt 
Kermit Ruffins and The Rebirth Brass Band 
Napoleon and Tchoupitoulas 
It’s where I got me guts to do this 
Yea Ya Right 

Written by Shawn Nelson. © 2012 Fonky Tonk Music (BMI) All Rights Reserved.

Shawn Nelson - Vocals & Acoustic Guitar; Fletcher Murchison - Electric Mandolin , Will Webster - Electric Guitar; Patrick Herzfeld - Drums; Joe Beckham - Bass; Graham Wilkinson - Harmony Vocals


Production Credits

Produced and Engineered by Patrick Herzfeld and Joe Beckham
Recorded at Birdhouse Studios (Austin, TX)
Mixed by Patrick Herzfeld
Mastered by Jim Wilson
All Songs Written By Shawn Nelson
© Fonky Tonk Music (BMI) All Rights Reserved

Shawn Nelson - Vocals and Acoustic Guitar
Fletcher Murchison - Electric Mandolin
Will Webster - Electric Guitar
Joe Beckham - Bass
Patrick Herzfeld - Drums and Harmony Vocals on "Come What May"
Graham Wilkinson - Harmony Vocals on "Yea Ya Right"