Keith Whitley - Hard Livin' Lyrics

Well you can call out the sheriff and the highway patrol
Cause there's a fool on the road careening out of control
Hard liquor, fast women I just can let'em be
Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me

Well, I keep my motor runnin' got my beer on ice
Hey my idea of Heaven is a pair o' dice
Seven come eleven, set this poor boy free
Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me

Bright lights, Saturday night well I must've had a couple I'm a-feelin' alright
A cupcake can shimmy and shake, spend more money than anybody makes

Well, give me some more high octane juice
You know than ain't no cure against the honky tonk blues
And if they come up with something I've developed an immunity.
Lord I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me

Well, my tires are flat and now I'm outta gas
I always promise myself I'd let the next one pass
Lord I wish that promise didn't break so easily
And I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy for me

Lord I wish hard livin' didn't some so easy for me