Oh the years go tumbleing down
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As if each one were a town
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I've been debted to my friends
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For hanging out and hanging in
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The debt is heavy on my mind
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Friends have been good and friends have been kind
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I lapped up my youth like hunny
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Just like wasted borowed money
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Chorus:
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Just like wasted borowed money
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Breathing air of anoher day
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Spending next weeks pretty sunshine
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On a dream thats gone away
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Would you settle for me being
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What I am and where we are
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Just like wasted borowed money
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Some of these memories are scars
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My emotions are all bankrupt
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Like a poor boys country store
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Left out that part about me dying
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Oh I've done it all before
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Maybe I can make it up some
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Oh it's sad but it seems to me
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Just like wasted borrowed money
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Lifes been catching up to me
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Chorus
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Wasted Borrowed Money
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| Tom T. Hall |
