Lyrics

It's a good thing the days keep rolling over like they do And it's a good thing there's a day off before the day of the show In the city where you live And like most of the men who came before me in my family Well, I'll likely keel over in a corn field Thinking once of your face Once of your voice And once of your heaving chest and say I tried to be horrified by you I tried to be satisfied with you I tried to be less uptight around you I tried, didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I? And if ever my motivation Should fall under some shadow of doubt Well, I'll tip my hat to the crowd Tip my server real well And show myself out And if ever I used to say I can't live without it I used to swear I was born to do it Hell, well, the next guy was too I tried to be horrified by you I tried to be satisfied with you I tried to be less uptight around you I tried, didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I? It's a good thing the days keep rolling over like they do And it's a good thing there's a bookstore By the stage door With the name I'm looking for
Writer(s): Donovan Clark Woods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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