| I barely know if I’ll be alive tomorrow
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| Let alone if the people I trust’ll stay
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| So all I’ll need while I’m breathin' is to be content this evenin'
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| Find hope in tomorrow either way
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| And I don’t think those city girls are right for me
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| 'Cause I don’t fall for shallow pleasantries
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| And the conversation’s nice but all the talkin' don’t seem right
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| To a soul that prefers silence and the trees
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| 'Cause I got hope in tomorrow and regret in yesterday
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| So if you could find a why to forgive me
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| Then maybe I could find just a piece of peace of mind
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| And carry on tomorrow hopefully
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| Carry on tomorrow hopefully
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| And this world’s expectin' so much from the man
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| That get’s so wrecked on Saturdays that he can barely stand
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| And I swear to ride this bronco until the wheels and my heart don’t go
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| It’s not you’re fault if they don’t understand
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| 'Cause I got hope in tomorrow and regret in yesterday
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| So if you could find a why to forgive me
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| Then maybe I could find just a little peace of mind
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| And carry on tomorrow hopefully
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| And carry on tomorrow hopefully
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| And I went and talked to DeAnn at the bay
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| And she told me that everything just might be okay
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| I know you’re jaded and you’re faded and you’re pissed off at the world
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| But you can only be the man you are today
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| 'Cause I got hope in tomorrow and regret in yesterday
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| So if you could find a why to forgive me
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| Then maybe I could find just a piece of peace of mind
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| And carry on tomorrow hopefully
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| And carry on tomorrow hopefully |