Wishing
A Williams, K Knutson
0710
I hear an old dog barking
A siren wailing
Hear that clock a ticking
Wish I could get some sleep
Been tossing and turning
Hear my man snoring
For thirty years he's had good rhythm
But lately it's a given
Friday nights ain't what they used to be
Oh I'm sliding down hill on the sands of time
Like a speeding car on a gravel road Honey it should be a crime
But it's a waste of energy wishing for all the used to be's
These days I'm only wishing for what I need
These days I'm only wishing for what I need
I know a lot more than I used to
I know mostly what not to do
I know a lie from the truth
Wish I had more money in the bank
But that paycheck still keeps coming
Old pickup just keeps running
This old world just keeps turning
Slowly I've been learning
It's a gift when death and taxes have to wait
Wish I had more of Momma's faith
Few more hours in the day
Instead I'll settle for a simple joke
And a glass of chardonnay
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Wishing
A Williams, K Knutson
0710
I hear an old dog barking
A siren wailing
Hear that clock a ticking
Wish I could get some sleep
Been tossing and turning
Hear my man snoring
For thirty years he's had good rhythm
But lately it's a given
Friday nights ain't what they used to be
Oh I'm sliding down hill on the sands of time
Like a speeding car on a gravel road Honey it should be a crime
But it's a waste of energy wishing for all the used to be's
These days I'm only wishing for what I need
These days I'm only wishing for what I need
I know a lot more than I used to
I know mostly what not to do
I know a lie from the truth
Wish I had more money in the bank
But that paycheck still keeps coming
Old pickup just keeps running
This old world just keeps turning
Slowly I've been learning
It's a gift when death and taxes have to wait
Wish I had more of Momma's faith
Few more hours in the day
Instead I'll settle for a simple joke
And a glass of chardonnay
A Williams, K Knutson
0710
I hear an old dog barking
A siren wailing
Hear that clock a ticking
Wish I could get some sleep
Been tossing and turning
Hear my man snoring
For thirty years he's had good rhythm
But lately it's a given
Friday nights ain't what they used to be
Oh I'm sliding down hill on the sands of time
Like a speeding car on a gravel road Honey it should be a crime
But it's a waste of energy wishing for all the used to be's
These days I'm only wishing for what I need
These days I'm only wishing for what I need
I know a lot more than I used to
I know mostly what not to do
I know a lie from the truth
Wish I had more money in the bank
But that paycheck still keeps coming
Old pickup just keeps running
This old world just keeps turning
Slowly I've been learning
It's a gift when death and taxes have to wait
Wish I had more of Momma's faith
Few more hours in the day
Instead I'll settle for a simple joke
And a glass of chardonnay
Writer: Andrew Greg Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management