Nights And Weeknds

I stick out my thumb Only eight miles from town It's so cold early this morning and My old car broke down I've got a little girl Supposed to be there by ten I only get to see her a few nights And every other weekend The judge said I'm no good And my visits must be supervised But I'm doing the best I can I hope that I'm still getting by Don't you know Can't you see I love my little girl She's the best of me I hope to see a car Popping over the hill I don't have time enough to walk But if I have to I will The judge said I'm no good And my visits must be supervised But I'm doing the best I can I hope that I'm still getting by Don't you know Can't you see I love my little girl She's the best of me