Pace That Kills — текст песни (Kitty Wells)

(Harlan Howard)

Too many parties and too much drinking
Too many sweethearts too little thinking
I love you darling I always will
But honey you`re devoted to the pace that kills.

What kind of future is there before you
A wife and children would only bore you
So till God calls you to pay your bill
Your restless heart must travel after pace that kills.

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You`re traveling down grade with eyes wide open
And I`m through pleadin` and tired of hopin`
You`re always searching for bigger thrill
And honey I could never stand the pace that kills.

What kind of future is there before you
A wife and children would only bore you
So till God calls you to pay your bill
Your restless heart must travel after pace that kills...