Текст (слова) песни: Robert Earl Keen - Dreadful Selfish Crime

Seems like yesterday I was here
Dreamin` my life away and drinkin` beer
Staying up till dawn strummin` on guitars
Sleepin` all day long just like the big rock stars
Barely livin` on money from tip jars

I had a little place just up the block
Had me a French girlfriend I loved the way she talked
We spent our afternoons watchin` the TV
Findin` things to do that we could do for free
When we split up she said you don`t do enough for me

CHORUS:
I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
I had robbed myself of all my precious time

Had my first gig here in the neighborhood
We had a little band I thought was good
Hocked my old shotgun bought a used P.A.
We got a quart of rum drank it all that day
When the big gig come we were just to drunk to play

CHORUS

Sometimes I can`t believe those days are gone
Most of my friends back then have moved along
One`s in Hollywood one`s a millionaire
Some are gone for good some still livin` here
Me I`m just the same lost in a crowd
Lookin` for the rain in a thunder cloud
I have moved around but it don`t matter though
One thing I have found there are just two ways to go
It all comes down to livin` fast or dyin` slow

CHORUS

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