Paroles de Older N' Wizer
Mmh, once I was a gambling manBut now my gambling days are done
Mmh, once I was some love sick cowboy
I might say, I've holstered my gun
And the world is a whole lot safer since
I walked the line
In me you see penitent man
Whoa, you won't catch me in no cathouse
Dancing in the buff with a bottle of moonshine
Least way's, that's the plan
Because I'm older n' wiser
I ain't the fool I used to be
And now the way things are shaping
They're gonna make a saying out of me
And no more tearing up the highway
Stoned out of my head
So near I am to a righteous man
So straight and narrow and spic and span
I think the next best thing is dead
Oh the next best thing is dead
Once I was thrown in a county jail
I gave it up to the Lord above (uh-huh) In a backseat full of bones
Sweet Jesus I have been redeemed
So you might catch me in some juke joint
Raising Cain to the crack of dawn
But only in my dreams
Because I'm older n' wiser
I ain't the fool I used to be
And now the way things are shaping
They're gonna make a saying out of me
And no more tearing up the highway
Stoned out of my head
So near I am to a righteous man
Just a hoop and a holler from the Promised Land
I said the next best thing is dead
Oh the next best thing is dead
In me you see penitent man
Whoa, you won't catch me in no cathouse
Dancing in the buff with a bottle of moonshine
Least way's, that's the plan
Because I'm older n' wiser
I ain't the fool I used to be
And now the way things are shaping
They're gonna make a saying out of me
And no more tearing up the highway
Stoned out of my head
So near I am to a righteous man
So straight and narrow and spic and span
I think the next best thing is dead
Oh the next best thing is dead
Once I was thrown in a county jail
I gave it up to the Lord above (uh-huh) In a backseat full of bones
Sweet Jesus I have been redeemed
So you might catch me in some juke joint
Raising Cain to the crack of dawn
But only in my dreams
Because I'm older n' wiser
I ain't the fool I used to be
And now the way things are shaping
They're gonna make a saying out of me
And no more tearing up the highway
Stoned out of my head
So near I am to a righteous man
Just a hoop and a holler from the Promised Land
I said the next best thing is dead
Oh the next best thing is dead
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