Better Than I Deserve
When my granddaddy was a boy he walked for miles and miles
From Buckhannon to ole Jane Lew to find a place to stay a while
It wasn't a home he'd made his own, but one for wayward boys
Said, "the food was hard and the women cold
But it's better than I deserve"
It's just another place to be alone
Another war that can't be won
If I could pull my boots my back on,
I'd still be left with just the one
But the only truth I've ever known
You can't take it with you when you're gone
An orphan left alone to die, he never bothered to lay down and cry
So he packed his grip, he traveled extra light,
Said "my only plans was for tonight"
He was small in his frame, but neither blind nor he lame
So he told a lie that put him the the sky
And Uncle Sam gave him a plane
It's just another place to be alone
Another war that can't be won
If I could pull my boots my back on,
I'd still be left with just the one
But the only truth I've ever known
You can't take it with you when you're gone
In nineteen hundred forty five
They shot his gunner down in broad daylight
Crying "Glory be! What a day to die! But you'll never have me alive"
And after four days he was saved at sea,
Floated right on by the enemy
Took him home to die with some dignity
And that's better than I deserve
It's just another place to be alone
Another war that can't be won
If I could pull my boots my back on,
I'd still be left with just the one
But the only truth I've ever known
You can't take it with you when you're gone
From Buckhannon to ole Jane Lew to find a place to stay a while
It wasn't a home he'd made his own, but one for wayward boys
Said, "the food was hard and the women cold
But it's better than I deserve"
It's just another place to be alone
Another war that can't be won
If I could pull my boots my back on,
I'd still be left with just the one
But the only truth I've ever known
You can't take it with you when you're gone
An orphan left alone to die, he never bothered to lay down and cry
So he packed his grip, he traveled extra light,
Said "my only plans was for tonight"
He was small in his frame, but neither blind nor he lame
So he told a lie that put him the the sky
And Uncle Sam gave him a plane
It's just another place to be alone
Another war that can't be won
If I could pull my boots my back on,
I'd still be left with just the one
But the only truth I've ever known
You can't take it with you when you're gone
In nineteen hundred forty five
They shot his gunner down in broad daylight
Crying "Glory be! What a day to die! But you'll never have me alive"
And after four days he was saved at sea,
Floated right on by the enemy
Took him home to die with some dignity
And that's better than I deserve
It's just another place to be alone
Another war that can't be won
If I could pull my boots my back on,
I'd still be left with just the one
But the only truth I've ever known
You can't take it with you when you're gone
Credits
Writer(s): Montana Hobbs
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.