Ridin' On The Rim
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© 2006 Shawn Gilley
Music and Lyrics by Shawn Gilley Verse 1:
Seven nights a week Playin’ in this bar for barely nothin’ I got this old guitar A nineteen-eighty beat up car that has trouble runnin’ And you’re askin’ how I’m doin’ Here let’s see why don’t you tell meChorus: My bank account keeps runnin’ lower Credit limit I’m way over I just need a few more bucks and a little change of luck I’m balancin’ on a wire Man if my life was a tire The rubber would be worn thin and I’d be ridin’ on the rim Verse 2: My girlfriend Finds a way to spend all my money She doesn’t bring home a check ‘Cause shopping don’t pay the rent yeah she thinks that’s funny And you’re askin’ how I’m doin’ Here let’s see why don’t you tell me Chorus: My bank account keeps runnin’ lower Credit limit I’m way over I just need a few more bucks and a little change of luck I’m balancin’ on a wire Man if my life was a tire The rubber would be worn thin and I’d be ridin’ on the rim Verse 3: But the truth is I’ve found happiness in this I’m playin’ music every day And I’m still findin’ ways to live And that’s why I open my eyes Smile and say, “just another day” Final Chorus: With my bank account still runnin’ lower Credit limit I’m way over I just need a few more bucks and a little change of luck I’m balancin’ on a wire Man if my life was a tire The rubber would be worn thin and I’d be ridin’ on the rim |