paroles de chanson Every Little Bit Counts - James McMurtry
My
thoughts
were
gnawing
at
me
so
I
tried
hard
not
to
think
I
took
a
pint
of
whiskey
and
I
poured
it
down
the
sink
I'd
get
my
act
together,
I
swore
it
to
myself
I
looked
up
at
your
picture
and
I
knocked
it
off
the
shelf
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
Too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
I
tried
and
I
tried
and
I
tried
to
be
so
good
Wanted
to
be
good,
so
bad
I
tried
and
I
tried
and
I
tried
every
trick
I
could
Emptied
out
the
whole
damn
bag
But
it
was
too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
I'm
no
longer
choking
on,
the
hair
of
the
dog
It's
been
a
couple
of
weeks
now
since
I
came
out
of
the
fog
The
highs
are
slightly
higher,
the
lows
are
just
as
low
A
mild
improvement
on
the
average
even
so
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Every
little
bit
counts
Though
it
may
not
count
for
much
Could
be
long
forgotten
By
the
time
you
add
'em
up
Could
be
too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
Too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
Too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
Too
little
too
late,
sorry
Too
little
too
late
for
me
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