Colter Wall – Living By The Hour (Guitar)

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There's times that I could swear

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I've got the world by the short hair

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I wrote the book, and I could do no wrong

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Sometimes I rise up

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Fill my coffee cup

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Walk down and pick a beam out in the barn

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Whoa, each day has such a power

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They can go from picking stones to picking flowers

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And I guess I'll just keep living by the hour

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There's days I feel plumb dead

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Drag my feet and hang my head

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And I could not find my ego with both hands

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Then I turn myself around

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Look at what I've found

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More blessings than a man can hardly stand

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Whoa, each day has such a power

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They can go from picking stones to picking flowers

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And I guess I'll just keep living by the hour