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SOMETHING'S GOTTA GIVE

Faded dreams and blue jeans
A Rangers cap with sweat rings
There's a hole in the sole of my favorite boots
Well I've been at it a long time
Working on that bottom line
And every shirt I've worn,
The collar's been blue.
One of these days I'm gonna jump right off that shelf
And hit the ground runnin'
At least that's what I keep telling myself.

I've been sittin' on the fence for way too long
Warming that bench as chance moves on
And believe me, that ain' no way to live.
And this barely gettin' by is really gettin' old
And it's hard to turn a wrenchon a rusty bolt
But someday something's gotta give.

Busted hands and broken land
And black gold turned to sand
And the whiskey's the only well that's running deep
Yeah the dust devils dancin' on the mesa again
At the mercy of that west Texas wind
And the tumbleweeds, they seem to know more than me.
Yeah they always find their way right out of town
They never turn back,
They keep on rolling and they don't slow down.

I've been sittin' on the fence for way too long
Warming that bench as chance moves on
And believe me, that ain' no way to live.
And this barely gettin' by is really gettin' old
And it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty bolt
But someday something's gotta give.

Ooh, I've been sittin' on the fence for way too long
Warming that bench as chance moves on
And believe me, that ain' no way to live.
And this barely gettin' by is really gettin' old
And it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty bolt
But someday something's gotta give.

Man, I've been sittin' on the fence for way too long
Warming that bench as chance moves on
And believe me, no that ain' no way to live.
And this barely gettin' by is really gettin' old
And it's hard to turn a wrench on a rusty bolt
But someday something's gotta give
Something's gotta give.

DRINKIN' TO DRINK

I've still got my job
Still got my woman
And my dog didn't die
My family's alright
I ain't runnin' from nothing
I didn't have me a bad day
I got a pretty good life
But I won't let that stand in the way
Of me rockin' tonight

Well I ain't got no reasons
I ain't got no excuse
I don't really feel lonesome
I don't really feel blue
No it ain't cause she left me
This ain't what you think
Tonight I ain't drinkin' to drown anything
I'm just drinkin' to drink

Now don't point your finger
Please understand
That most of the time
I walk a straight line
The best that I can
But I love me a cold beer
In a tall frosty glass
So later tonight
When you look up and find
That I'm drunk off my ass

Well I ain't got no reasons
I ain't got no excuse
I don't really feel lonesome
I don't really feel blue
No it ain't cause she left me
This ain't what you think
Tonight I ain't drinkin' to drown anything
I'm just drinkin' to drink

No it ain't cause she left me
I don't need a good shrink
Oh no, tonight I ain't drinkin' to drown anything
Man I'm drinkin' to drink
Oh tonight I ain't drinkin' to drown anything
I'm just drinkin' to drink