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Aaron Tippin - Trim Yourself To Fit The World
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(Aaron Tippin/Philip Douglas/Kim Williams)
Each time the good Lord makes a man He always breaks the mold So it sure does raise a flag for that Rebel in my soul When some phony carbon copy says I'm the black sheep of the fold Well, this is what I tell' em When I tell 'em where to go
If you trim yourself to fit the world There won't be nothin' left Just a little here and a little there Till you won't know yourself You'll be a pile of shavings When they put you in your grave If you trim yourself to fit the world You'll whittle yourself away
I could change to fit his world But I just ain't that kind Some sell their soul for the easy road The devil's always buying I can't count the ones I've known Who fell right into line Now they walk around with their heads hung down They've got no piece of mind
If you trim yourself to fit the world There won't be nothin' left Just a little here and a little there Till you won't know yourself You'll be a pile of shavings When they put you in your grave If you trim yourself to fit the world You'll whittle yourself away
So before you sign that dotted line Or do something that you'd rather not Before you compromise your stand Friend, let me tell you what Don't let the crowd get so loud You can't hear your conscience speak 'Cause I'm willing to bet that you'll soon regret That you sold yourself so cheap
If you trim yourself to fit the world There won't be nothin' left Just a little here and a little there Till you won't know yourself You'll be a pile of shavings When they put you in your grave If you trim yourself to fit the world You'll whittle yourself away
If you trim yourself to fit the world You'll whittle yourself away
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czytano: 1915 razy
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Fragment na dzis:
Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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a be
You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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