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Текст (слова) песни: Vince Gill - Victim Of Life`s Circumstances



(Delbert McClinton)

It`s 6:05am on Sunday mornin`
And I was supposed to`ve left for Memphis late last night
But I stopped at one of them old highway places
And `cause I did I`ll sleep in Tarren County Jail tonight

Well I started out tonight with good intentions
But I ended up gettin` sidways drinkin` wine
Well the last thing I remember we was rollin`
And something hit my head and knocked me from my conscious mind

And I`m a victim of life`s circumstances
Well I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dances
Singin` them old country songs
And half the time ending up some place I don`t belong

I said, "Jailor, hey, what y`all got me charged with?"
Well he looked at me and halfway closed one eye
Well he said, "To mean to say you don`t remember Cuttin` up some fool with that bone handled knife?"

And I`m a victim of life`s circumstances
Well I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dances
Singin` them old country songs
And half the time ending up some place I don`t belong
And I`m a victim of life`s circumstances
Well I was raised around bar rooms and Friday night dances
Singin` them old country songs
And half the time ending up some place I don`t belong

 

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