| Sick of this life
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| Not that you’d care
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| I’m not the only one with
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| whom these feelings I share
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| Nobody understands,
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| quite why we’re here
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| We’re searchin' for answers
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| That never appear
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| But maybe if I looked real hard I’d
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| I’d see your tryin' too
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| To understand this life,
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| That we’re all goin' through
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| (Then when she said she was gonna like wreck my car… I didn’t know what to do)
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| Sometimes I feel like I’m beatin' a dead horse
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| An I don’t know why you’d be bringin' me down
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| I’d like to think that our love’s worth a tad more
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| It may sound funny but you’d think by now
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| I’d be smilin'
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| I guess some things never change
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| Never change
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| I met an old cowboy
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| I saw the look in his eyes
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| Somethin' tells me he’s been here before
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| 'Cause experience makes you wise
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| I was only a small child
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| When the thought first came to me That I’m a son of a gun and the gun of a son
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| That brought back the devil in me Sometimes I feel like I’m beatin' a dead horse
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| An I don’t know why you’d be bringin' me down
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| I’d like to think that our love’s worth a tad more
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| It may sound funny but you’d think by now
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| I’d be smilin'
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| I guess some things never change
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| Never change
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| I ain’t quite what you’d call an old soul
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| Still wet behind the ears
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| I been around this track a couple o' times
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| But now the dust is startin' to clear
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| Oh yeah!!!
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| Sometimes I feel like I’m beatin' a dead horse
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| An I don’t know why you’d be bringin' me down
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| I’d like to think that our love’s worth a tad more
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| It may sound funny but you’d think by now
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| I’d be smilin'
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| Ooh yeah, I’d be smilin'
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| No way I’d be smilin'
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| Ooh smilin' |