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And now the gravity of trouble was more than I could bear, At times my luck was so bad, I had to fold my hands, Almost lost my soul, rarely I could find my head, Wake up early in the morning, feeling nearly dead. I was never afraid of danger, took trouble on the chin, Mountains I have climbed, that have killed a thousand men, Spent most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin' behind the wheel, Never needed anybody, I was king of the hill. [Chorus:] Oh, when I think about the old days, Lord, it sends chills up and down my spine, Yeah life ain't what it seems, on the boulevard of broken dreams, Guess I opened my eyes in the nick of time, 'Cause it sure felt like the end of the line. No matter how hard I run, I just can't get away I try to do my best, but the devil gets in my way Spent most of my lifetime downtown, sleepin' behind the wheel 'Till it all came down to kill or be killed [Chorus] |
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Nobody knows about what's going on, with the world and the steel, the flesh and the bone. River keeps flowing and the grass still grows, and the spirit keeps going, nobody knows. Poets they come and the poets they go, politicians and preachers they all claim to know. The words that are written and the melody's played, as the years turn their pages, they all start to fade. The oceans still move with the moon and the sky, the grass still grows on the hillside. Got to believe in believing, got to believe in a dream, freedom is ever deceiving, never turning out to be what it seems. It's amazing how fast our lives go by, like the flash of the lightning or the blink of an eye. We all fall in love, and we fall into life, we look for the truth on the edge of a knife. Heavens turn around the river still flows, spirit keeps going, nobody knows. Words that are written and melody's played, as the years turn their pages, it all start to fade. Oceans still move with the moon and the sky, the grass still grows on the hillside. Got to believe in believing, got to believe in a dream, freedom is ever deceiving, never turning out to be what it seems. |
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I went around to your house,
found you laid up in the bed, by early afternoon you were so sloppy drunk, you couldn't even raise up your head. So get on with your life baby, please let me get on with mine. These days and your ways are so painful, you're just wasting all our precious time, ohhh. Since first I knew your name, I wasn't sure that you really cared. Spent most of your time with the other boys, and it's been all down hill from there. So get on with your life baby, please let me get on with mine. Each day brings a new confusion, another way to break this poor heart of mine. I can't begin to count the times that I've told ya, you better change all your wicked ways, but I'm real sure whatever the number, ah it's the same as the times you laughed in my face. Won't somebody please wake me from this bad dream, I remember my grandmama told me, things ain't always what they seem. So get on with your life baby, please let me get on with mine. Cause each day brings another confusion, it's about to break this poor heart of mine, Ohhhha, gonna lose my only mind, oh baby. Don't you break this poor heart of mine. |
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