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You Never Know

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 05.07.2012

Wally Walker spent his last twenty dollars
On lottery tickets at the corner store
He came in without any milk and bread
Well his wife Heather was madder than ever
Said I can't believe you did that you know we're poor
Them tickets just dig us a little deeper
In the whole
He said, you never known

Old Sawmill Kenny kissed his Jenny
Said I'll see you tonight around supper time
He pulled that old Dodge truck out on the road
Well he went around a curve and Kenny had to swerve
To miss a little girl riding a bike
He gave his life to save her
As his maker said it's time to go

You never know what's around the bend
Could be a new beginning
Or it could be the end
You can dream, plan, scream, wish, pray and hope
But you never know

That Pentacost preacher was a part time teacher
At the Mississippi Missionary Bible School
Oh silver tongue Sara was a holy terror
She took him somewhere he didn't want to go
Said he was a sinner and later that winter it showed

You never know what's around the bend
Could be a new beginning
Or it could be the end
You can dream, plan, scream, wish, pray and hope
But you never know

You never know what's around the bend
Could be a new beginning
Or it could be the end
You can dream, plan, scream, wish, pray and hope
But you never know

[Spoken]
That preacher didn't know (you never know)
Kenny didn't know that when he left the house that morning
He wouldn't be home that night
Oh yeah, and Wally Walker
He didn't know he was gonna win
Sixty million dollars last Saturday (you never know)


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