DON’T COUNT SLEEP****
© Words and Music: Ben Krahne and Donna Aylor


Snuck in my window after curfew
I thought I was so cool
Daddy woke me up at daylight
I said “Hey Man that’s cruel”
Then he threw me my hat and boots
Growled “Boy get out of that bed”
Worked me like a plow horse
My face was burning red

Climb:
I said" Hey Pop lets quit, the sun’s about down"
He just smiled and said " There's one thing that I've found

Chorus
YOU ONLY LIVE ABOUT FORTY YEARS
IF YA DON’T COUNT SLEEP
AND I KNOW AS A YOUNG MAN
YOU DON’T THINK THAT DEEP
YEAH THIS BIG BLUE BALL THAT WE’RE LIVING ON
SPINS FASTER THAN YOU THINK
WE ONLY LIVE ABOUT FORTY YEARS
THAT’S IF YOU DON’T COUNT SLEEP


Eleven years of short days and nights
Slipped by much too fast
Working crazy no vacation
When Daddy calls he just laughs
Have a ( baby boy/ girl ) due in a month or: Hafta ride a bull in Reno this week
I need to clone myself in two
Dig holes for my new fence
And paint that room blue or: Have two ponies to get shoed

Climb:
Like to throw water in that hour glass of sand
Can't believe I'm crowding thirty, now I understand

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Bridge
Sixteen hours to make that hay
The other eight we dream away
So fit alotta life in between
Cuz as the pendulum swings


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