A'int My Day



Chrokee sat on the same barstool 
everyday 'til his wife dragged him back.
Drinking and talking about the old days, 
"They don't make them anymore like that."
I did extra work in the movies for so long, 
that starring role never camethrough...
Horse opera stories were my specialty, 
I remember when I met the Duke.

Oh- it ain't my day...
Oh- it ain't my day...

Now I'm sixty years old 
and I sit by the phone,
Every night by the light of the soaps
I'll bet my last dollar 
that Jock and his sons never once
Burned their hands on a rope...

Oh- it ain't my day...
Oh- it ain't my day...

And I'm trying to, dying to, 
sit back and see my old face,

Oh- it ain't my day...
Oh- it ain't my day...

CREDITS

Written by: M. Moreland Published by: Skeek Music (BMI) Lyrics From: Liner Notes Contributed by: Ben Radford
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