Square One
I've been workin', workin' from sunrise to midnight
I've been aching and hurtin' I've got circles under my eyes
Got to put food on the table, got to put gas in my ride
But every little plan that I come up with never seems to work out right
I'm telling you, living on the edge of a paycheck just aint no way to live
Everybody's got their hands on every one of my dollar bills
I keep digging myself in a hole till I just can't see the sun
It always seems like I end up... back at square one
I've got holes in my bluejeans and I've got holes down in my boots
Those happy songs on the radio sure give me the blues
I'm like a mustang in the stable, locked up so I can't run
I can make it to the front of the line but it's always someone else's turn
I'm telling you, living on the edge of a paycheck just aint no way to live
Everybody's got their hands on every one of my dollar bills
I keep digging myself in a hole till I just can't see the sun
It always seems like I end up... back at square one
I'm telling you, living on the edge of a paycheck just aint no way to live
Everybody's got their hands on every one of my dollar bills
I keep digging myself in a hole till I just can't see the sun
It always seems like I end up... back at square one
I've been aching and hurtin' I've got circles under my eyes
Got to put food on the table, got to put gas in my ride
But every little plan that I come up with never seems to work out right
I'm telling you, living on the edge of a paycheck just aint no way to live
Everybody's got their hands on every one of my dollar bills
I keep digging myself in a hole till I just can't see the sun
It always seems like I end up... back at square one
I've got holes in my bluejeans and I've got holes down in my boots
Those happy songs on the radio sure give me the blues
I'm like a mustang in the stable, locked up so I can't run
I can make it to the front of the line but it's always someone else's turn
I'm telling you, living on the edge of a paycheck just aint no way to live
Everybody's got their hands on every one of my dollar bills
I keep digging myself in a hole till I just can't see the sun
It always seems like I end up... back at square one
I'm telling you, living on the edge of a paycheck just aint no way to live
Everybody's got their hands on every one of my dollar bills
I keep digging myself in a hole till I just can't see the sun
It always seems like I end up... back at square one
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Allen
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