Todd Snider - Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2 Lyrics
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Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2
Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2 Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2 By Todd Snider?
No where to go, no one to call,
Nothin' to do except nothin' at all The same ol' climb up the same ol' walls I've fallen down before. You see I've been down, I've been so depressed I've been overworked and overstressed But deep down here I know I'm blessed I ain't gonna cry no more. No I ain't gonna cry I ain't gonna scream I ain't gonna let 'em kick no holes in my dreams. I won't be fallin' apart at the seams Like I've always done before. You know I've used my fist and I've used my voice, Hell I've used myself like a cheap Rolls-Royce I never knew I could just use my choice. I ain't gonna cry no more (ain't gonna cry) You see people talk behind peoples' backs, They scheme and plot an' plan attacks. But someday soon we'll be switching tracks In a way the world can't ignore. So call your buddies, call all your friends, Call all your enemies - make amends. We're formin' a club and lettin' everyone in. We ain't gonna cry no more. I said I ain't gonna cry No I ain't gonna cry I don't wanna cry anymore So we're formin' a club and lettin' everyone in We ain't gonna cry no more |
Who Wrote Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2 By Todd Snider?
Todd Daniel Snider
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What's The Duration Of The Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2 By Todd Snider?The duration of Better Than Ever Blues, Pt. 2 is 8:41 minutes and seconds. |
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