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Brett Kissel

Make A Life, Not A Living

 

Make A Life, Not A Living

(album: What Is Life? - 2021)


This '94 Ford gets me A to B
This old tin roof ain't never had a leak
Who needs a swimming pool when you got a creek
Yeah, this guy's got everything he'll ever need

I don't need six figures, my bank account bigger
Pile of cash don't make me richer (Naw)

Give me a wrap around porch swing swinging
Five-acre pond with a night crawler sinking
Girl in my hand and the other one drinking that Bud Light
Yeah, that's my kinda money
I'm good with what the good Lord's giving
Dirt under my boots and the air I'm breathing
Lose every penny, I'd still be winning
I'm trying to make a life, not a living

Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
Trying to make a life, not a living
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh

No, you can't take nothing with you when you go
Yeah, the time that you got's about as good as gold
Got a girl that I love that I get to hold
Thank God for what I got not what I don't

I don't need six figures, my bank account bigger
Pile of cash don't make me richer, no

Give me a wrap around porch swing swinging
Five-acre pond with a night crawler sinking
Girl in my hand and the other one drinking that Bud Light
Yeah, that's my kinda money
I'm good with what the good Lord's giving
Dirt under my boots and the air I'm breathing
Lose every penny, I'd still be winning
I'm trying to make a life, not a living

Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
Trying to make a life, not a living
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh

Give me a wrap around porch swing swinging
Five-acre pond with a night crawler sinking
Girl in my hand and the other one drinking that Bud Light
Yeah, that's my kinda money
I'm good with what the good Lord's giving
Dirt under my boots and the air I'm breathing
Lose every penny, I'd still be winning
I'm trying to make a life not a living

Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
Trying to make a life, not a living
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh
Trying to make a life, not a living

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