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


Had an attitude big as Texas
Seventeen going on fool
Thinking I knew everthing
Was the C in the word cool
Then daddy tossed me a hammer
Said "we need to fix this old fence "
He was working full speed
I thought he lost all sense

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 FORTY YEARS
WELL 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 due in a month
I need to clone myself in two
Dig holes for my new fence
And paint that room blue

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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