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James McMurtry
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
James McMurtry
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ross Hogarth
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Lyrics
Looking back down the road from a little ways out
I never had a fear and I never had a doubt
If I had a lick of sense, I'd have figured that out pretty fast
But I wasn't any smarter than the average kid
Somebody might a noticed, but I never did
I never saw the future fading right into the past
Talking to the wallpaper, wandering the halls
I burned a lot of bridges and I dropped a lot of balls
It's a wonder I can ever go back to any place I've been
But I wouldn't get down on my knees on a bet
I'm near enough to Jesus as I'd ever want to get
Seeking salvation ain't part of my general plan
Save your prayers for yourself
Raise my glass to your health
I don't mind if you don't look like me
I can share my bread and wine
I come from another time
It don't matter all that much if it don't bleed
If it don't bleed
Now it's all I can do to just get out of bed
There's more in the mirror than there is up ahead
I smile, and I nod like I heard what you said every time
So, run another rack, pour another shot
You don't get it back, so give it all you got
While you still got a more or less functional body and mind
Save your prayers for yourself
Raise my glass to your health
I don't mind if you don't look like me
I can share my bread and wine
I come from another time
It don't matter all that much if it don't bleed
If it don't bleed
I learned to answer my calls and open my mail
I paid my taxes and I stayed out of jail
You stay in the game when you're too broke to fail
That's a fact
Talking to the wallpaper sleeping in the hall
Your bones get brittle so you better not fall
You slow to a crawl
Time gets to balling the jack
Run you right off the track
Save your prayers for yourself
Raise my glass to your health
I don't mind if you don't talk like me
I can share my bread and wine
I come from another time
It don't matter all that much if it don't bleed
If it don't bleed
If it don't bleed
If it don't bleed
If it don't bleed
Writer(s): James Mcmurtry
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