My pockets are empty though my wife has sent me
To the store for some cigarettes and bread
I started walking there got as far as the square
Then the smell of beer went to my head
The thing about beer it can make a man hear
Voices from days long since past
And with every third drink it`ll make you think
That your youth will always last
No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove
To yourself I could have been more
I got one foot in the door I just want one more
I thought of a time when my future was mine
It didn`t matter what anyone said
I was handsome and strong and when I walked along
I stood erect and looked straight ahead
But then I lost my fight goin` to turned to might
Somewhere along the line I lost my will
And now I`m sittin` here my life full of beer
And I try to pretend it`s not real
No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove
To yourself I have been before
I got one foot in the door I just want one more
[ guitar ]
These days I barely survive on lot number five
In the mobile acres on the eastside of town
I swore this kind of life I`d never lead
I guess I let too many things get me down
If my pappy could see what they done to me
I swear he`d march down there and make it all right
But he`s long since gone and I`m old enough now
I should be able to fight my own fight
No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove
To yourself I could have been more
I got one foot in the door I just want one more
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