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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rodney Crowell
Rodney Crowell
Vocals
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jim Oblon
Jim Oblon
Resonator Guitar
Jordan Lehning
Jordan Lehning
Background Vocals
Lex Price
Lex Price
Bass
Steuart Smith
Steuart Smith
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney Crowell
Rodney Crowell
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I used to pull my britches on with just one thing in mind
Make the girls believe that I'm the last one of my kind
Silver tow tips on my boots and a mullet head of hair
Designed to walk into the room and make somebody stare
[Verse 2]
But I don't care anymore
If I don't stand out in a crowd
I was better off before
I tried to make my mother proud
[Verse 3]
I came to town a dreaming I could make my mark in spades
Forty odd years later all my best cards have been played
Well it's a hard knock situation when the accolades bestowed
On your every last creation cries out middle of the road
[Verse 4]
But I don't care anymore
About the fortune or the fame
I was better off before
I tried to make myself a name
[Verse 5]
All that money that I blew through like some boot black off the farm
Could not have vanished quicker if I'da shot it in my arm
Some so and so says don't you know the limit is the sky?
The next thing I remember, I'm unlearning how to fly
[Verse 6]
But I don't care anymore
[Verse 7]
All those party dolls and favors that I savored from day one
Add up to next to nothing after all is said and done
A real friend tried to tell me, man, with all respect for you
The time to put away these things is long since overdue
[Verse 8]
If indeed I do get lonesome in my mansion on the hill
There's this neighbor's wife I covet for her beauty and her skill
The way she puts herself together, sleek in vagabond couture
Makes each mailbox conversation one more heartache to endure
[Verse 9]
But I don't care anymore
Who does what and why
I was better off before
When I was just another guy
[Verse 10]
I've been lied on, spied on, cried on, tried on
Taken for a ride, you bet
Fracked, cracked, smacked, jack
What you see is what you get
[Verse 11]
I've been spit at, hit at, quit at, shit at
Shouldn't hurt a bit at, what I'm trying to get at
Fool me once, shame on me
Fool me twice and put the blame on
[Verse 12]
I don't care anymore
No, I don't care anymore
Written by: Rodney Crowell
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