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moccasin creek - no time lyrics

[pre+chorus: cb3]
the hourglass is running fast
not much life to live
i hear the birds then a shotgun blast
don’t know what more to give

[chorus: cb3]
sittin’ here on the truck again
sunrise as the day begins
thinkin’ ’bout when life will end
and how much time i’ve got to spend, oh no

[verse 1 brahma bull]
let me out this cage, please
no more rage and i’m on my knees
lookin’ up at the stars up above
knowin’ that push may come to shove
grab a bottle, put on some shoes
hit a cow trail, what i got to lose?
probably oughta put down the glass of booze
thinkin’ to myself got the cowboy blues
nah, can’t be that bad
i’ve came a long way from a redneck lad
wind blows, tree tops sway
neck redder than some georgia clay
head on down to see williams creek
sweat pourin’ from the florida heat
take a knee, i pop a top
and i’m hollow wide won’t spill a drop
’cause i’m
[chorus: cb3]
sittin’ here on the truck again
sunrise as the day begins
thinkin’ ’bout when life will end
and how much time i’ve got to spend
sittin’ here on the truck again
sunrise as the day begins
thinkin’ ’bout when life will end
and how much time i’ve got to spend

[verse 2: brahma bull]
crickets chirp and it calms the soul
rednecks never die i’m told
southern pride brightens up my eyes
and i could stay here ’til the creek runs dry
yeah, it’s the life i know
sad old soul on an old dirt road
on the bank of a waterin’ hole
just me and my dog and granddad’s cane pole
fresh pouch of some redman chew
thinkin’ ’bout what granddad do
whiskey bent and a little h+ll bound
sunday mornin’ hear the church bell sound
i k!ll the liquor, spit out the chew
little old church on a backroad pew
livin’ life with no regrets
just a penned up dog bein’ put to rest
and i’m
[chorus: cb3]
sittin’ here on the truck again
sunrise as the day begins
thinkin’ ’bout when life will end
and how much time i’ve got to spend
sittin’ here on the truck again
sunrise as the day begins
thinkin’ ’bout when life will end
and how much time i’ve got to spend

[outro: cb3]
sittin’ here on the truck again
sunrise as the day begins
thinkin’ ’bout when life will end
and how much time i’ve got to spend, oh no
oh no

- moccasin creek lyrics

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