High Cost Of Living (Album Version)
Jamey Johnson"High Cost Of Living (Album Version)" é uma música de Jamey Johnson, 2008, Pop. A música tem 3:48 de duração, 58 lines / 365 words.
Letra
0:19I was just a normal guy
0:22Life was just a nine to five
0:24With bills and pressure
0:26Piled up to the sky
0:30She never asked
0:31She knew I'd be
0:33Hangin' with my wilder friends
0:36Looking for some other way to fly
0:41And three days straight was no big feat
0:44Get by with no food or sleep
0:47And crazy was becoming my new norm
0:52I'd pass out on the bedroom floor
0:55Sleep right through the calm
0:57Before the storm
1:03My life was just an old routine
1:06Every day the same dam'n thing
1:09I couldn't even tell I was alive
1:14I tell you
1:15The high cost of livin'
1:17Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high
1:26That southern Baptist parking lot
1:28Is where I'd go to smoke my pot
1:31Sit there in my pickup truck and pray
1:37Staring at that giant 'cross
1:40Just reminded me that I was lost
1:43And it just never seemed to point the way
1:48As soon as Jesus turned his back
1:51I find my way across the track
1:54Lookin' just to score another deal
1:59With my back against that dam'n eight ball
2:02I didn't have to think or talk or feel
2:10My life was just an old routine
2:13Every day the same dam'n thing
2:16I couldn't even tell I was alive
2:21I tell you
2:22The high cost of livin'
2:24Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high
2:39My whole life went through my head
2:42Layin' in that motel bed
2:44Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door
2:49I had a job and a piece of land
2:52My sweet wife was my best friend
2:55But I traded that for c*****e and a whore
3:01With my new found sobriety
3:03I've got the time to sit and think
3:06Of all the things I had and threw away
3:12This prison is much colder than
3:14That one that I was locked up
3:17In just yesterday
3:23My life is just an old routine
3:26Every day the same dam'n thing
3:29Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive
3:33I tell you
3:34The high cost of livin'
3:37Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high
3:44I tell you
3:46The high cost of livin'
3:48Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high
I was just a normal guy Life was just a nine to five With bills and pressure Piled up to the sky She never asked She knew I'd be Hangin' with my wilder friends Looking for some other way to fly And three days straight was no big feat Get by with no food or sleep And crazy was becoming my new norm I'd pass out on the bedroom floor Sleep right through the calm Before the storm My life was just an old routine Every day the same dam'n thing I couldn't even tell I was alive I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high That southern Baptist parking lot Is where I'd go to smoke my pot Sit there in my pickup truck and pray Staring at that giant 'cross Just reminded me that I was lost And it just never seemed to point the way As soon as Jesus turned his back I find my way across the track Lookin' just to score another deal With my back against that dam'n eight ball I didn't have to think or talk or feel My life was just an old routine Every day the same dam'n thing I couldn't even tell I was alive I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high My whole life went through my head Layin' in that motel bed Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door I had a job and a piece of land My sweet wife was my best friend But I traded that for c*****e and a whore With my new found sobriety I've got the time to sit and think Of all the things I had and threw away This prison is much colder than That one that I was locked up In just yesterday My life is just an old routine Every day the same dam'n thing Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high
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