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Least Of My Worries Video (MV)




Performed By: Ron Sexsmith
Length: 3:17
Written by: Ron Sexsmith




Ron Sexsmith - Least Of My Worries Lyrics
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You wanted me to take some time
To think about what I've done wrong
Lately I've been up to my eyeballs
Just trying to write this song

Baby, I'm sorry
I need a rhyme in a hurry
Whoa, yeah
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries

I don't mean to give you cold, hard, fast
But, baby, what do you expect?
Four years of unpaid taxes
And the man is breathing down my neck

Baby, I'm sorry
Under bills I'm buried
Whoa, yeah
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries

I tried to get in touch with my feelings
I couldn't feel a doggone thing
And when I search my heart, baby
I found darkness that must explain

I tried to get in touch with my feelings
I couldn't feel a doggone thing
And when I search my heart, baby
I found darkness that must explain something

Now the rain is coming through the ceiling
The rats are running 'round the hall
Everywhere the paint is peeling
I was just about to head for the mall

Baby, I'm sorry
I'm in a bit of a hurry
Whoa, yeah
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
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You wanted me to take some time
To think about what I've done wrong
Lately I've been up to my eyeballs
Just trying to write this song

Baby, I'm sorry
I need a rhyme in a hurry
Whoa, yeah
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries

I don't mean to give you cold, hard, fast
But, baby, what do you expect?
Four years of unpaid taxes
And the man is breathing down my neck

Baby, I'm sorry
Under bills I'm buried
Whoa, yeah
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries

I tried to get in touch with my feelings
I couldn't feel a doggone thing
And when I search my heart, baby
I found darkness that must explain

I tried to get in touch with my feelings
I couldn't feel a doggone thing
And when I search my heart, baby
I found darkness that must explain something

Now the rain is coming through the ceiling
The rats are running 'round the hall
Everywhere the paint is peeling
I was just about to head for the mall

Baby, I'm sorry
I'm in a bit of a hurry
Whoa, yeah
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
When you walked out on me
Ooh, that was the least of my worries
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Writer: Ron Sexsmith
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