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Karaokê High Cost Of Living - Jamey Johnson

Esta música é uma versão de High Cost Of Living, popularizada por Jamey Johnson

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Sobre

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Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 86 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Dó

Duração: 04:37 - Visualizar: 00:55

Ano de lançamento: 2009
Estilos: Country, Em inglês
Autor Original: Jamey Van Johnson, James Thomas Slater

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Letra High Cost Of Living

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 been hangin' with my wilder friends lookin' for some other
Way to fly
And three days straight was no big feat to get by with no food or sleep
And crazy was becomin' my new norm
I'd pass out on the bedroom floor
And sleep right through the calm before the storm
My life was just an old routine
Every day the same damn thing
I couldn't even tell
I was alive
I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high
That Southern Baptist parkin' lot is where I'd go to smoke my pot
Sit there in my pickup truck and pray
And starin' 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'd find my way across the tracks
Lookin' just to score another deal
With my back against that damned eight ball
I didn't have to think or talk or feel
My life was just an old routine
Every day the same damn thing
I couldn't even tell
I was alive
I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high
My whole life went through my head layin' in that motel bed
Watchin' as the cop 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 cocaine 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 damn thing
Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive
I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high
I tell you the high cost of living ain't nothin' like the cost of living high
Better leave that stuff alone

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