Dollar General Blues

[Intro] [Soft Blues Guitar Intro] [Verse 1] Workin' at the General, down Dollar Lane, Early mornin' shifts, feelin' that strain. Big truck rolls in, dairy's piled high, No help around, just me, myself, and I. [Chorus] Oh, these Dollar General blues, got me wearin' down my shoes, Underpaid, overworked, in this retail maze. Cranky customers complain, while I'm tryin' to maintain, One register, long lines, these are my longest days. [Verse 2] Karens on the left, complaints on the right, Every single customer, a new fight. "Where's this? Why that?" they all demand, With a smile and a nod, I've got to stand. [Harmonica Bridge] [Lonesome Harmonica Solo] [Chorus] Oh, these Dollar General blues, sinkin' deeper in my dues, Countin' pennies, savin' dimes, tryin' to make a buck. From sunrise till the night, keepin' up the endless fight, Just a dollar dream, in this store I'm stuck. [Verse 3] Clock ticks slow, as the day wears on, Dreamin' of a place where my troubles are gone. But I'm here at the register, keepin' the peace, Hoping for a moment, just a little release. [Guitar and Harmonica Duet] [Expressive Guitar and Harmonica Interplay] [Outro] So here's to the workers, with their weary tunes, Singin' the blues at Dollar General, under the afternoon moons. With every scan and beep, their stories they tell, In the heart of retail, where they unceasingly dwell. [Outro] [Fade Out with Acoustic Blues Guitar]