A E7 Iʼve spent a lifetime,making up my mind to be A More than the measure of what i thought others could see D Good luck and fast bucks are too far and too few between E7 A Cadillac buyers and old five and dimers like me A E7 She stood beside me letting me know she would be A Something to lean on when everything ran out on me D Fenced yards ainʼt hole cards and like as not never will be E7 A Reasons for rhymers and old five and dimers like me A E7 Itʼs taken me so long but now that i know i believe A All that i do or say is all that i ever will be D Too far and too high and too deep ainʼt too much to be E7 A Too much ainʼt enough for old five and dimers like me E7 A An old five and dimer was all i intented to be
