James McMurtry - Every Little Bit Counts Lyrics
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Every Little Bit Counts
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What Are The Lyrics For Every Little Bit Counts By James McMurtry?
My thoughts were gnawing at me so I tried hard not to think
I took a pint of whiskey and I poured it down the sink I'd get my act together, I swore it to myself I looked up at your picture and I knocked it off the shelf Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me Too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me I tried and I tried and I tried to be so good Wanted to be good, so bad I tried and I tried and I tried every trick I could Emptied out the whole damn bag But it was too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me I'm no longer choking on, the hair of the dog It's been a couple of weeks now since I came out of the fog The highs are slightly higher, the lows are just as low A mild improvement on the average even so Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Every little bit counts Though it may not count for much Could be long forgotten By the time you add 'em up Could be too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me Too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me Too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me Too little too late, sorry Too little too late for me |
Who Wrote Every Little Bit Counts By James McMurtry?
James Mc Murtry
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What's The Duration Of The Every Little Bit Counts By James McMurtry?The duration of Every Little Bit Counts is 5:50 minutes and seconds. |
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