Ain't Got Nothin' on Me Songtext

von Waylon

Its 5 oclock, time to face the wind.
Put the door on lock, tipped my hat and grinned.
Theres too much pain, i wont be back.
No more love to gain, all fade to black.
Tumblin walls crumbling love.
I dont know what you were thinking of.
Im not a saint, woure not a sinner.
But i aint no loser, and youre sure no winner.
Out of the shadow into this light i found.
You aint got nothing on me.
Im still standing two feet on the ground.
Tou aint got nothing on me.
Hey im a troubadour roaming around.
You aint got nothing on me.
Going faster than the speed of sound.
You aint got nothing on me.
6 oclock, im on my way.
8: 30 time to take a break.
I see her shining shes a perfect ten.
She wont believe the kinda state im in.
Far away never felt so close.
10: 30 shes taking off het clothes.
What she wants, nobody knows.
But around midnight shell have to go.
Out of the shadow into this light i found.
You aint got nothing on me.
Im still standing two feet on the ground.
Tou aint got nothing on me.
Hey im a troubadour roaming around.
You aint got nothing on me.
Going faster than the speed of sound.
You aint got nothing on me.
You aint got nothing on me.
Nothing, nothing on me.
Oh.
Out of the shadow into this light i found.
You aint got nothing on me.
Im still standing two feet on the ground.
Tou aint got nothing on me.
Hey im a troubadour roaming around, now.
You aint got nothing on me.
Going faster than the speed of sound.
You aint got nothing on me.