13 days on a gig in the south. We got enough dope to keep us all high. We got 2 girls dancin' to pick up the crowd. A sound man to mix us, to make us sound loud. Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know. 13 days with life to go. From Birmingham to Mobile, and on to Baton Rouge. Smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze. See the sun come up in Georgia, go down in New Orleans, Never get to know a woman, 'cept to get in her jeans. Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know. 13 days with life to go. Migrant worker is the name of this band. When we come to your town come and see us if you can. Cos' we been to California, we been to New York. Some think we're good, to others a joke. Sometimes we make money, and sometimes I don't know. 13 days with life to go.