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Who Wouldn't Wanna Be Me? Lyrics
I got no money in my pockets.
I got a hole in my jeans.
I had a job and I lost it.
But it won't get to me.
Cause I'm ridin' with my baby.
And its a brand new day.
Were on the wings of an angel, flying away.
(chorus)
And the sun is shining.
This road keeps winding.
Through the prettiest country from Georgia too Tennesse.
And I got the one I love beside me, but your close behind me.
I'm alive and I'm free.
Who wouldn't want to be me?
She's struming on my six string,
Across the Prairies.
She's stomping out a Rhythm, and singing to me, the sweetest song.
(chorus x 2)
I got no money in my pockets.
I got a hole in my jeans.
Were on the wings of an angel, and I'm Free.
She's struming on my six string, Its across the prairies.
She's stomping out a rhythm, and singing too me.
I got a hole in my jeans.
I had a job and I lost it.
But it won't get to me.
Cause I'm ridin' with my baby.
And its a brand new day.
Were on the wings of an angel, flying away.
And the sun is shining.
This road keeps winding.
Through the prettiest country from Georgia too Tennesse.
And I got the one I love beside me, but your close behind me.
I'm alive and I'm free.
Who wouldn't want to be me?
Across the Prairies.
She's stomping out a Rhythm, and singing to me, the sweetest song.
I got no money in my pockets.
I got a hole in my jeans.
Were on the wings of an angel, and I'm Free.
She's struming on my six string, Its across the prairies.
She's stomping out a rhythm, and singing too me.
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Submitted by
prickslyrics On May 04, 2004
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This song is all about how life can suck, but overall hes happy with his girl and everyday is a new day so who knows whats next.
I got no money in my pockets. I got a hole in my jeans. I had a job and I lost it. But it won't get to me. Cause I'm ridin' with my baby. And its a brand new day. Were on the wings of an angel, flying away.
I'm alive and im free who wouldn't wanna be me. really thats all we should strive for in life.
Life isn't about what you don't have. It's about having what you love with you and enjoying every minute of it. All the money in the world doesn't make us happy.
PricksLyrics, next time you post lyrics to a song, make sure they are CORRECT.
She's struming on my six string, Across the Prairies.-WRONG
"She's strumming on my six string Across her pretty knees"
Same goes for the end verse.
bunch of errors in this song heres the corrected lyrics
bunch of errors in this song heres the corrected lyrics
I got no money in my pockets I got a hole in my jeans I had a job and I lost it But it won't get to me
I got no money in my pockets I got a hole in my jeans I had a job and I lost it But it won't get to me
'Cause I'm ridin' with my baby and it's a brand new day We're on the wheels of an angel Flyin' away
'Cause I'm ridin' with my baby and it's a brand new day We're on the wheels of an angel Flyin' away
And the sun is shinin' This road keeps windin' Through the prettiest country From Georgia to Tennessee And I got the one I love beside me My troubles behind me I'm alive and I'm free Who wouldn't wanna be me
And the sun is shinin' This road keeps windin' Through the prettiest country From Georgia to Tennessee And I got the one I love beside me My troubles behind me I'm alive and I'm free Who wouldn't wanna be me
Now...
Now she's strummin' on my six-string Across her pretty knees She's stompin' out a rhythm And singin' to me the sweetest song
The sun is shinin' And this road keeps windin' Through the prettiest country From Georgia to Tennessee And I got the one I love beside me My troubles behind me I'm alive and I'm free Who wouldn't wanna be me
The sun is shinin' And this road's still windin' Through the prettiest country From Georgia to Tennessee And I got the one I love beside me My troubles behind me I'm alive and I'm free Who wouldn't wanna be me
I got no money in my pockets I got a hole in my jeans We're on the wheels of an angel And I'm free She's strummin' on my six-string It's across her pretty knees She's stompin' out a rhythm And she's singin' to me