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