| Song | Gettin' By |
| Artist | Jackie Greene |
| Album | Rusty Nails |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The game must be loaded, cause I never win | |
| these things never did treat me good. | |
| but keep the fire warm, dear and Ill see you again | |
| Lord knows that someday I should | |
| its a strange old feeling, these passing lane blues | |
| but its nothing I aint never felt before. | |
| you nailed down my conscience and you forced me to choose | |
| and my soul I let slip through your door | |
| and Ill be doing just fine, oh fine | |
| no matter how hard I dont try | |
| and if its raining on the fourth of July | |
| I believe Ill be gettin by | |
| the cheaper the ride, the cheaper the thrill | |
| you cant trust the shadow through the curtain. | |
| but if I took you for granted, would you send me the bill? | |
| theres one thing that I know for certain.. | |
| all Ive got is this time on my hands | |
| and time, oh time its a breakin | |
| just one lost memory and the price you demand | |
| yes I loved you but I could have been mistaken | |
| and Ill be doing just fine, oh fine | |
| no matter how hard I dont try | |
| and if its raining on the fourth of July | |
| I believe Ill be gettin by | |
| time makes you older (or thats what they say) | |
| I come to find out it aint so. | |
| time makes you colder and farther away | |
| and farther and farther you go... |
| The game must be loaded, cause I never win | |
| these things never did treat me good. | |
| but keep the fire warm, dear and I ll see you again | |
| Lord knows that someday I should | |
| it s a strange old feeling, these passing lane blues | |
| but it s nothing I ain t never felt before. | |
| you nailed down my conscience and you forced me to choose | |
| and my soul I let slip through your door | |
| and I ll be doing just fine, oh fine | |
| no matter how hard I don t try | |
| and if it s raining on the fourth of July | |
| I believe I ll be gettin by | |
| the cheaper the ride, the cheaper the thrill | |
| you can t trust the shadow through the curtain. | |
| but if I took you for granted, would you send me the bill? | |
| there s one thing that I know for certain.. | |
| all I ve got is this time on my hands | |
| and time, oh time it s a breakin | |
| just one lost memory and the price you demand | |
| yes I loved you but I could have been mistaken | |
| and I ll be doing just fine, oh fine | |
| no matter how hard I don t try | |
| and if it s raining on the fourth of July | |
| I believe I ll be gettin by | |
| time makes you older or that s what they say | |
| I come to find out it ain t so. | |
| time makes you colder and farther away | |
| and farther and farther you go... |
| The game must be loaded, cause I never win | |
| these things never did treat me good. | |
| but keep the fire warm, dear and I ll see you again | |
| Lord knows that someday I should | |
| it s a strange old feeling, these passing lane blues | |
| but it s nothing I ain t never felt before. | |
| you nailed down my conscience and you forced me to choose | |
| and my soul I let slip through your door | |
| and I ll be doing just fine, oh fine | |
| no matter how hard I don t try | |
| and if it s raining on the fourth of July | |
| I believe I ll be gettin by | |
| the cheaper the ride, the cheaper the thrill | |
| you can t trust the shadow through the curtain. | |
| but if I took you for granted, would you send me the bill? | |
| there s one thing that I know for certain.. | |
| all I ve got is this time on my hands | |
| and time, oh time it s a breakin | |
| just one lost memory and the price you demand | |
| yes I loved you but I could have been mistaken | |
| and I ll be doing just fine, oh fine | |
| no matter how hard I don t try | |
| and if it s raining on the fourth of July | |
| I believe I ll be gettin by | |
| time makes you older or that s what they say | |
| I come to find out it ain t so. | |
| time makes you colder and farther away | |
| and farther and farther you go... |