Lyrics

Time and time again, Lord, I've been going through the motions As a means to an end but the ends don't seem to meet Walking around just living the dream anytime I take the notion 'Til the truth comes bubbling up so bittersweet Ain't no point getting outta bed when you ain't living the dream It's like making a big old pot of coffee when you ain't got no cream I don't need to change my strings 'cause the dirt don't hurt the way I sing Oh, I don't have to do a goddamn thing, sit around and wait to die Well I been waiting on an angel waitress, come and take my order Tell me all about the special today Staring at a puddle of mud in my spoon couldn't be much boarder Hoping them circles don't call back telling me to start today That old man upstairs, he wears a crooked smile Staring down on the chaos he created He said, "Son, if you ain't having fun just wait a little while Momma's gonna wash it all away, and she thinks mercy's overrated" Ain't no point getting outta bed when you ain't living the dream It's like making a big old pot of coffee when you ain't got no cream I don't need to change my strings 'cause the dirt don't hurt the way I sing Oh, I don't have to do a goddamn thing, sit around and wait to die Oh, I don't have to do a goddamn thing, sit around and wait to die
Writer(s): John Sturgill Simpson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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