
I Don’t Care Anymore Rodney Crowell
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[Verse 1]
I used to pull my britches on with just one thing in mind
Make the girls believe that I’m the last one of my kind
Silver toe tips on my boots and a mullet head of hair
Designed to walk into a room and make somebody stare
[Chorus 1]
But I don’t care anymore if I don’t stand out in a crowd
I was better off before I tried to make my mother proud
[Verse 2]
I came to town a dreaming I could make my mark in spades
Forty odd years later all my best cards have been played
It’s a hard knock situation when the accolades bestowed
On your every last creation cries out middle of the road
[Chorus 2]
But I don’t care anymore about the fortune and the fame
I was better off before I tried to make myself a name
[Bridge 1]
All that money that I blew through like some boot black off the farm
Could not have vanished quicker if I’d shot it in my arm
Some so and so says don’t you know the limit is the sky
Next thing I remember I’m unlearning how to fly
But I don’t care anymore
I used to pull my britches on with just one thing in mind
Make the girls believe that I’m the last one of my kind
Silver toe tips on my boots and a mullet head of hair
Designed to walk into a room and make somebody stare
[Chorus 1]
But I don’t care anymore if I don’t stand out in a crowd
I was better off before I tried to make my mother proud
[Verse 2]
I came to town a dreaming I could make my mark in spades
Forty odd years later all my best cards have been played
It’s a hard knock situation when the accolades bestowed
On your every last creation cries out middle of the road
[Chorus 2]
But I don’t care anymore about the fortune and the fame
I was better off before I tried to make myself a name
[Bridge 1]
All that money that I blew through like some boot black off the farm
Could not have vanished quicker if I’d shot it in my arm
Some so and so says don’t you know the limit is the sky
Next thing I remember I’m unlearning how to fly
But I don’t care anymore
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