Some Folks Are Dying To Live Like This - Mel McDaniel
They see our silver eagle slowing down
We pull in a diesel up and folks all gather round
They know we're from Nashville and they wonder who it is
Some folks are dying to live like this
Tonight we play in Austin at the JC Rodeo
Then it's eat and sleep away
The many miles still at the go
There's a TV show in Charleston we can't afford to miss
Some folks are dying to live like this
They can't see the storm for the stars in their eyes
They think this life is one big bed of roses
They don't see the troubles of the problems in our lives
That don't start until the curtain closes
Some folks are dying to live like this
I see some good friends wasted from the
Things they drink and take
They're high and low and in between and waiting for the break
That old healing hand of time Lord is turning to the fist
Some folks are dying to live like this
They can't see the storm for the stars in their eyes
They think this life is one big bed of roses
They don't see the troubles of the problems in our lives
That don't start until the curtain closes
Some folks are dying to live like this
I guess that's life but I can't help
But wonder why it is
Some folks are dying to live like this
