Two packs of cigarettes a day The strongest whiskey Kentucky can make That's a recipe to put a vagabond...
Two packs of cigarettes a day The strongest whiskey Kentucky can make That's a recipe to put a vagabond On his hands and knees I watched it all up close I knew him more than most I saw a side of him, he never showed Full of sympathy for a world that Wouldn't let him be That's the man he was Have you heard enough? [Chorus:] What a shame, what a shame To judge a life that you can't change The choir sings, the church bells ring So, won't you give this man his wings? What a shame, to have to beg you to See we're not all the same What a shame There's a hard life for every silver spoon There's a touch of grey for every shade Of blue That's the way that I see life If there was nothing wrong Then there'd be nothing right And for this working man they say could Barely stand There's gotta be a better place to land Some kind of remedy for a world that Wouldn't let him be That's the man he was, Have you heard enough? [Chorus] God forgive the hands that laid you down They never knew how, but your broken Heart can break the sound And change the season Now the leaves are falling faster Happily ever after You gave me hope through your endeavors And now you will live forever [Chorus] What a shame, what a shame 'Cause we're not all the same What a shame, what a shame 'Cause we're not all the same
writers: Smith, Brent / Bassett, Dave
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