Waylon

Ain't got nothing on me


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It’s 5 o’clock, time to face the wind
Put the door on lock, tip my hat and grin
There’s too much pain, I won’t be back
No more love to gain, all fade to black

Tumbling walls, crumbling love
I don’t know what you were thinking of
I’m not a saint, you’re not a sinner
I’m not a loser and you’re sure no winner

Out of the shadow to this light I found
Now you ain’t got nothing on me
Still standing two feet on the ground
Now you ain’t got nothing on me
Hey I’m a troubadour roaming around
Now you ain’t got nothing on me
Going faster than the speed of sound
Now you ain’t got nothing on me

6 o’clock, I’m on my way
8.30 time to take a break
Now see her shining, she’s a perfect ten
She won’t believe the kind of state I’m in

Far away never felt so close
10.30 she’s taking of her clothes
What she wants, nobody knows
But around midnight she’ll have to go home

Out of the shadow to this light I found
Yeah you ain’t got nothing on me
Still standing two feet on the ground
‘Cos you ain’t got nothing on me
Hey I’m a troubadour roaming around
‘Cos you ain’t got nothing on me
Going faster than the speed of sound
Now you ain’t got nothing on me

You ain’t got nothing on me
Nothing, nothing on me

Out of the shadow to this light I found
Yeah you ain’t got nothing on me
Still standing two feet on the ground
‘Cos you ain’t got nothing on me
Hey I’m a troubadour roaming around
‘Cos you ain’t got nothing on me
Going faster than the speed of sound
Now you ain’t got nothing on me