Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreadful Selfish Crime, artist - Robert Earl Keen. Date of issue: 01.11.2004
Song language: English
Dreadful Selfish Crime |
| Seems like yesterday I was here |
| Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer |
| Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars |
| Sleepin' all day long just like the big rock stars |
| Barely livin' on money from tip jars |
| I had a little place just up the block |
| Had me a French girlfriend I loved the way she talked |
| We spent our afternoons watchin' the TV |
| Findin' things to do that we could do for free |
| When we split up she said you don’t do enough for me |
| I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime |
| I had robbed myself of all my precious time |
| Had my first gig here in the neighborhood |
| We had a little band I thought was good |
| Hocked my old shotgun bought a used P. A |
| We got a quart of rum drank it all that day |
| When the big gig come we were just to drunk to play |
| I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime |
| I had robbed myself of all my precious time |
| Sometimes I can’t believe those days are gone |
| Most of my friends back then have moved along |
| One’s in Hollywood one’s a millionaire |
| Some are gone for good some still livin' here |
| Me I’m just the same lost in a crowd |
| Lookin' for the rain in a thunder cloud |
| I have moved around but it don’t matter though |
| One thing I have found there are just two ways to go |
| It all comes down to livin' fast or dyin' slow |
| I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime |
| I had robbed myself of all my precious time |