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• Artiste: Mavericks (The)
• Titre: The Years Will Not Be Kind
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Am I wasting my time here Am I just running from my life Just today in front of the devil With no angel on my side They call these backroads the badlands A man don't make it here on trust Just a bunch of busted up Chevys Baking in the tulare dust And I hear the same old story Every morning you cross my mind As the clock chimes on the hour I know the years will not be kind They're burning fast up ahead They're fading slowly behind But I'm learning to accept it That the years will not be kind And I pull up to the station I figure I'll give you a call I can read my fortune in front of me Right here on this bathroom wall And I'm looking in the mirror It's all greasy and it streaks And the guy staring back at me Ain't seen a razor in weeks And I hear the same old story Every evening round supper time As the clock chimes on the hour The years will not be kind They're burning fast up ahead They're fading slowly behind But I'm learning to accept it That the years will not be kind They're burning fast up ahead They're fading slowly behind But I'm learning to accept it That the years will not be kind They're burning fast up ahead They're fading slowly behind But I'm learning to accept it That the years will not be kind