I Don't Care Anymore
I used to pull my britches on with just one thing in mind
Make the girls believe that I'm the last one of my kind
Silver toe tips on my boots and a mullet head of hair
Designed to walk into a room and make somebody stare
But I don't care anymore
If I don't stand out in a crowd
I was better off before
I tried to make my mother proud
I came to town dreaming I could make my mark in spades
40-odd years later, all my best cards have been played
Well, it's a hard knock situation, when the accolades bestowed
On your every last creation cries out middle of the road
But I don't care anymore
About the fortune or the fame
I was better off before
I tried to make myself a name
All that money that I blew through like some boot black off the farm
Could not have vanished quicker if I'd shot it in my arm
Some so-and-so says, don't you know the limit is the sky
The next thing I remember, I'm unlearning how to fly
But I don't care anymore
All those party dolls and favors that I savored from day one
Add up to next to nothing, after all is said and done
A real friend tried to tell me man with all respect for you
The time to put away these things is long since overdue
If indeed I do get lonesome in my mansion on the hill
There's this neighbor's wife I covet for her beauty and her skill
The way she puts herself together, sleek in vagabond couture
Makes each mailbox conversation one more heartache to endure
But I don't care anymore
A who does what and why
I was better off before
When I was just another guy
I've been lied on, spied on, cried on, tried on, taken for a ride you bet
Fracked, cracked, smacked jack, what you see is what you get
I've been spit at, hit at, quit at, shit at, shouldn't hurt a bit at, what I'm trying to get at
Fool me once shame on me, fool me twice and put the blame on
I don't care anymore
No, I don't care anymore
Make the girls believe that I'm the last one of my kind
Silver toe tips on my boots and a mullet head of hair
Designed to walk into a room and make somebody stare
But I don't care anymore
If I don't stand out in a crowd
I was better off before
I tried to make my mother proud
I came to town dreaming I could make my mark in spades
40-odd years later, all my best cards have been played
Well, it's a hard knock situation, when the accolades bestowed
On your every last creation cries out middle of the road
But I don't care anymore
About the fortune or the fame
I was better off before
I tried to make myself a name
All that money that I blew through like some boot black off the farm
Could not have vanished quicker if I'd shot it in my arm
Some so-and-so says, don't you know the limit is the sky
The next thing I remember, I'm unlearning how to fly
But I don't care anymore
All those party dolls and favors that I savored from day one
Add up to next to nothing, after all is said and done
A real friend tried to tell me man with all respect for you
The time to put away these things is long since overdue
If indeed I do get lonesome in my mansion on the hill
There's this neighbor's wife I covet for her beauty and her skill
The way she puts herself together, sleek in vagabond couture
Makes each mailbox conversation one more heartache to endure
But I don't care anymore
A who does what and why
I was better off before
When I was just another guy
I've been lied on, spied on, cried on, tried on, taken for a ride you bet
Fracked, cracked, smacked jack, what you see is what you get
I've been spit at, hit at, quit at, shit at, shouldn't hurt a bit at, what I'm trying to get at
Fool me once shame on me, fool me twice and put the blame on
I don't care anymore
No, I don't care anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney J. Crowell
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