Something's Gotta Give

Faded dreams and blue jeans A rangers cap with sweat rings There's a hole in the sole of my favorite boots Well, I've been at it a long time Working on that bottom line And every shirt I've worn, the collar's been blue One of these days I'm gonna jump right off that shelf And hit the ground running At least that's what I keep telling myself I've been sitting on the fence for way too long Warming that bench as chance moves on And believe me, that ain't the way to live And this barely getting by is really getting old And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt But someday, something's gotta give Busted hands and broken land And black gold turned to sand And the whiskey is the only well that's running deep And the dust devils dancing on the mesa again At the mercy of that west Texas wind The tumble weeds, they seem to know more than me Oh, they always find their way right out of town They never turn back They keep on rolling and they don't slow down I've been sitting on the fence for way too long Warming that bench as chance moves on And believe me that ain't the way to live And this barely getting by is really getting old And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt But someday, something's gotta give Ooh, I've been sitting on the fence for way too long Warming that bench as chance moves on And believe me, that ain't the way to live Yeah well, this barely getting by is really getting old And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt But someday, something's gotta give Man, I've been sitting on the fence for way too long Warming that bench as chance moves on And believe me, no, that ain't the way to live And this barely getting by is really getting old And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt But someday, says something's gotta give Well, something's gotta give