(steve dean/billy montana)
I used to believe what money could bring
Was worth more than anything else
But all that changed when I had a dream
And I got a good look at myself
I stood face to face with the ghost of my past
And the spirit what was to come
And they made it clear that one day Id have to
Answer for what I had done
And I saw what Id become
The choices you make
The chances you take
Theyll follow you all of your life
Im just tryin to live so when I die
The preacher wont have to lie
I aint no prophet and I aint no saint
And I aint made no great sacrifice
I just keep tryin to carry my weight
I keep trying to do what is right
And its hard to do right sometimes
The choices you make
The chances you take
Theyll follow you all of your life
Im just tryin to live so when I die
The preacher wont have to lie
The choices you make
The chances you take
Theyll follow you all of your life
Im just tryin to live so when I die
The preacher wont have to lie
Oh, the preacher wont have to lie