Livin' Here Too - J.J. Cale

    Don't ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies
    I was born on a freight train passing by
    My mother was poor, my father too
    I'll take anything I can get from you
    I did not make this world I'm just livin' here too
    I've been shot three times running, been cut with a knife
    I've got four children working and I ain't got no wife
    If you don't watch my fingers, I'll put the touch on you
    Turn around slowly, look behind
    I'm calling from nowhere and not by design
    I did not make this world I'm just livin' here too
    Nothing to win, nothing to lose
    I don't want a lot, just a shot will do
    I did not make this world I'm just livin' here too
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