letra de john stevens - ryan webster
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out at the races,
my day had come
heaven and h-ll at my side
it’s 6 am and my eyes are tired
all i can do now is fall asleep
i’ve had some bad days, but not like this
the whole thing went down so wrong
she won’t stop loving me, despite the mess
like a cold she keeps hanging on
sunday mornings i go to church
and i hide from the lord
it’s like i’m living a life all by myself
god don’t let my time come too soon
cause i’ve got mouths to feed and bills to pay
gotta house of my own
and the penitentiary looks mighty grim
while my children grow up alone
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