When I die they're gonna bury me in Jersey,
I just know it man.
I'll be a cold [bad word] bag of bones
weighed down with stones
and sunk in the swamps of Jersey.
There ain't know way I'm moving back there now.
"Never [bad word] a man who don't drink," my papa told me
he said he was talking about me at the time
"The easy way out ain't no [bad word] way out." 
My pop would scold me, he said
"Hey, Get back in the-"
The sun was shining the day I drove out of Jersey
And the girls all flashed me a smile
Sometimes I miss those days
That's right you heard me
Other times I could not give a [bad word] "Never [bad word] a man who don't drink," papa told me
He said "Pick up the tab when you can.
Don't be saving for no rainy days."
my pop would scold me, he said,
"Get back in the -" Do the kids still sing and dance in?
Are the kids still drinking and [bad word] 
Do the kids still smash [bad word] up in?
Do the kids still sing and dance, drink and [bad word] smash it up in the homeland?