paroles de chanson High Cost of Living - Jamey Johnson
I
was
just
a
normal
guy
Life
was
just
a
9 to
5
With
bills
and
pressure
piled-up
to
the
sky
She
never
asked,
she
knew
I′d
be
Hangin'
with
my
wilder
friends
Lookin′
for
some
other
way
to
fly
Three
days
straight
was
no
big
feat
To
get
by
on
no
food
or
sleep
And
crazy
was
becoming
my
new
normal
I'd
pass
out
on
the
bedroom
floor
Sleep
right
through
the
calm
before
the
storm
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
nothing
like
the
cost
of
livin'
high
That
southern
Baptist
parking
lot
Was
where
I′d
go
to
smoke
my
pot
And
sit
there
in
my
pickup
truck
and
pray
And
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
found
my
way
across
the
track
Lookin'
just
to
score
another
deal
With
my
back
against
that
damn
eight
ball
I
didn′t
have
to
think
or
talk
or
feel
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
nothing
like
the
cost
of
livin′
high
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
new
found
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
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
nothing
like
the
cost
of
livin'
high
I
tell
you
The
high
cost
of
livin′
Ain′t
nothing
like
the
cost
of
livin'
high
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