Nothings News — текст песни (Clint Black)

I spent my lifetime wishin the waitress would come around

Tellin jokes and shootin pool on the other side of town

When the whistle blows at five oclock theres only one place Ill be found

Down at ernies icehouse liftin longnecks to that good old country sound

And talkin bout the good old times

Braggin on how it used to be

But Ive worn out the same old lines

And now it seems nothings news to me

Theres nothin like a steel guitar cryin in the night

Theres nothin like a sawdust floor and a good old friendly fight

Id finally find my way back home and youd patch up my face

But that was another time and another place

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And now were talkin bout the good old times...

I wonder how I came to be the know-it-all I am

And how the world ever got used to me

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