paroles de chanson Make a Life, Not a Living - Brett Kissel

This ′94 Ford gets me A to B
This old tin roof ain't never had a leak
Who needs a swimmin′ pool when you got a creek?
Yeah, this guy's got everything he'll ever need

I don′t need six figures, my bank account bigger
Pile of cash don′t make me richer (no)

Give me a wrap around porch swing swingin'
Five-acre pond with a night crawler sinkin′
Girl in my hand, the other one drinkin' that Bud Light
Yeah, that′s my kinda money
I'm good with what the good Lord′s givin'
Dirt under my boots and the air I'm breathin′
Lose every penny, I′d still be winnin'
I′m tryna make a life, not a livin'
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Tryna make a life, not a livin′
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

No, you can't take nothing with you when you go
The time that you got′s about as good as gold
Got a girl that I love that I get to hold
Thank God for what I got, not what I don't

I don't need six figures, my bank account bigger
Pile of cash don′t make me richer, no

Give me a wrap around porch swing swingin′
Five-acre pond with a night crawler sinkin'
Girl in my hand and the other one drinkin′ that Bud Light
Yeah, that's my kinda money
I′m good with what the good Lord's givin′
Dirt under my boots and the air I'm breathin'
Lose every penny, I′d still be winnin′
I'm tryna make a life, not a livin′
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Tryna make a life, not a livin'
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
(Tryna make a life, not a livin′)

Give me a wrap around porch swing swingin'
Five-acre pond with a night crawler sinkin′
Girl in my hand, and the other one drinkin' that Bud Light
Yeah, that's my kinda money
I′m good with what the good Lord′s givin'
Dirt under my boots and the air I′m breathin'
Lose every penny and I′d still be winnin'
I′m tryna make a life, not a livin'
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
Tryna make a life, not a livin'
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
(Tryna make a life, not a livin′)