Pipe Fence
I've been pinned against a pipe fence by a bull that didn't want to talk
Bowed and bent my legs so far that I thought I'd never walk
Been a roughneck, redneck, cowboy poet and singer of songs
In the dance halls and choir lofts for all you saints and outlaws
Chorus
But time keeps chasing away all the dreams that I've had
It's a series of giving and taking the good with the bad
Realizing that today's the best living to be had
Give up of thinking of tomorrow and holding tight to what I have
I've walked through the cold rain of London and drank wine with the ladies in Milan
I've been fascinated by tall buildings and wondered how I'd ever make it home
I loved the planes and places, friends and acquaintances, for Norway all the way to Singapore
But Texas was calling and you can't appreciate what you have until it's no more
It's still highways and horses, marriages and divorces, the highs, the lows and in betweens
I'm getting slower, times getting faster, and my minds a mistress that's clearly leaving me
Broken bones a mended heart, pain from years so far apart, and a loneliness few can comprehend
It's the coming and leaving, the pages I keep reading, of the story of a life well lived
Chorus
But time keeps chasing away all the dreams that I've had
It's a series of giving and taking the good with the bad
Realizing that today's the best living to be had
Give up of thinking of tomorrow and holding tight to what I have
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Justin Brisco - Pipe Fence Lyrics
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Pipe Fence
I've been pinned against a pipe fence by a bull that didn't want to talk
Bowed and bent my legs so far that I thought I'd never walk
Been a roughneck, redneck, cowboy poet and singer of songs
In the dance halls and choir lofts for all you saints and outlaws
Chorus
But time keeps chasing away all the dreams that I've had
It's a series of giving and taking the good with the bad
Realizing that today's the best living to be had
Give up of thinking of tomorrow and holding tight to what I have
I've walked through the cold rain of London and drank wine with the ladies in Milan
I've been fascinated by tall buildings and wondered how I'd ever make it home
I loved the planes and places, friends and acquaintances, for Norway all the way to Singapore
But Texas was calling and you can't appreciate what you have until it's no more
It's still highways and horses, marriages and divorces, the highs, the lows and in betweens
I'm getting slower, times getting faster, and my minds a mistress that's clearly leaving me
Broken bones a mended heart, pain from years so far apart, and a loneliness few can comprehend
It's the coming and leaving, the pages I keep reading, of the story of a life well lived
Chorus
But time keeps chasing away all the dreams that I've had
It's a series of giving and taking the good with the bad
Realizing that today's the best living to be had
Give up of thinking of tomorrow and holding tight to what I have
I've been pinned against a pipe fence by a bull that didn't want to talk
Bowed and bent my legs so far that I thought I'd never walk
Been a roughneck, redneck, cowboy poet and singer of songs
In the dance halls and choir lofts for all you saints and outlaws
Chorus
But time keeps chasing away all the dreams that I've had
It's a series of giving and taking the good with the bad
Realizing that today's the best living to be had
Give up of thinking of tomorrow and holding tight to what I have
I've walked through the cold rain of London and drank wine with the ladies in Milan
I've been fascinated by tall buildings and wondered how I'd ever make it home
I loved the planes and places, friends and acquaintances, for Norway all the way to Singapore
But Texas was calling and you can't appreciate what you have until it's no more
It's still highways and horses, marriages and divorces, the highs, the lows and in betweens
I'm getting slower, times getting faster, and my minds a mistress that's clearly leaving me
Broken bones a mended heart, pain from years so far apart, and a loneliness few can comprehend
It's the coming and leaving, the pages I keep reading, of the story of a life well lived
Chorus
But time keeps chasing away all the dreams that I've had
It's a series of giving and taking the good with the bad
Realizing that today's the best living to be had
Give up of thinking of tomorrow and holding tight to what I have