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    High Cost Of Living

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    High Cost Of Living
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      About "High Cost Of Living"

      Lyrics for Jamey Johnson - "High Cost Of Living"

      I was just a normal guy
      Life was just a nine to five
      With bills and pressure
      Piled up to the sky
      She never asked
      She knew I been
      Hangin' with my wilder friends
      Looking for some other way to fly

      And three days straight was no big feat
      Could get by with no food or sleep
      And crazy was becoming my new norm

      I'd pass out on the bedroom floor
      And sleep right through the calm before the storm

      My life was just an old routine
      Every day the same damn thing
      I couldn't even tell I was alive

      I tell you
      The high cost of livin'
      Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

      That southern Baptist parking lot
      Is where I'd go to smoke my pot
      Sit there in my pickup truck and pray
      Staring at that giant cross
      Just reminded me that I was lost
      And it just never seemed to point the way

      As soon as Jesus turned his back
      I find my way across the track
      Lookin' just to score... another deal
      With my back against that damn eight ball
      I didn't have to think or talk . . . or feel

      My life was just an old routine
      Every day the same damn thing
      I couldn't even tell I was alive

      I tell you
      The high cost of livin'
      Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

      My whole life went through my head
      Layin' in that motel bed
      Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door

      I had a job and a piece of land
      My sweet wife was my best friend
      But I traded that for cocaine and a whore

      With my new found sobriety
      I've got the time to sit and think
      Of all the things I had . . . and threw away

      This prison is much colder than
      That one that I was locked up in just yesterday

      My life is just an old routine
      Every day the same damn thing
      Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive

      I tell you
      The high cost of livin'
      Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

      I tell you
      The high cost of livin'
      Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high

      SONGWRITERS:
      Johnson, Jamey Van / Slater, James T.
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