High Cost Of Living

Jamey Johnson

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  S1:
  I was just a normal guy, life was just a nine to five 

  With bills and pressure, piled up to the sky 

  She never asked, she knew I'd been, hangin' with my wilder friends 

  Lookin' for some other way to fly 

  And three days straight was no big feat, could get by with no food or sleep 

  And crazy was becomin' my new norm 

  I'd pass out on the bedroom floor 

  And sleep right through the calm before the storm
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  R1:
  My life was just an old routine, every day the same damn thing 

  I couldn't even tell I was alive 

  I tell you, the high cost of livin' 

  Ain't nothin' like the cost of livin' high
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  S2:
  That Southern Baptist parkin' lot, was where I'd go to smoke my pot 

  An' sit there in my pickup truck and pray 

  Starin' at that giant cross, just reminded me that I was lost 

  And it just never seemed to point the way 

  As soon as Jesus turned his back, I'd find my way across the tracks 

  Lookin' just to score, another deal 

  With my back against that damn eightball 

  I didn't have to think or talk, or feel
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  R1:
  My life was just an old routine, every day the same damn thing 

  I couldn't even tell I was alive 

  I tell you, the high cost of livin' 

  Ain't nothin' like the cost of livin' high 

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  S3:
  My whole life went through my head, layin' in that motel bed 

  Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door 

  I had a job and a piece of land, my sweet wife was my best friend 

  But I traded that for cocaine and a whore 

  With my newfound sobriety, I've got the time to sit and think 

  Of all the things I had, and threw away 

  This prison is much colder than 

  That one that I was locked up in just yesterday
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  R1:
  My life is just an old routine, every day the same damn thing 

  Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive 

  I tell you, the high cost of livin' 

  Ain't nothin' like the cost of livin' high 
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  D1:
  I tell you, the high cost of livin' 

  It ain't nothin' like the cost of livin' high  

  (Just leave that stuff alone)  

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