Lyrics

I tell myself that I won't go back To the wild side of the tracks But it seems like every day There's temptation standing in my way Oh A man gets weak And the devil don't sleep My doctor said I drink too much We all die but what's the rush I watch my weight and try to eat right It's a daily struggle and a losing fight, 'cause... Oh A man gets weak And the devil don't sleep Things I love are bad as hell And what I hate will make me well Satan is after this soul of mine Wants my name on the dotted line Things I love are bad as hell And what I hate will make me well Satan is after this soul of mine Wants my name on the dotted line I give my time to help the poor And I give money to find a cure Trying to live just like I should But it ain't easy trying to be good Oh A man gets weak And the devil don't sleep
Writer(s): Jim Allchin, Richard Fleming Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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