Livin' Within My Means Lyrics - C.w. Mccall

(Ron Agnew) 

Well, I was a poor boy 

Just a-kickin' around 

Eighteen, with a head full a' dreams 

Took some money back then 

Did a year in the pen 

For not livin' within my means 

I worked ev'ry day 

I did my time the hard way 

I walked out a' that place feelin' clean 

I got a job, a guitar 

I bought an old beat-up car 

Started livin' within my means 

Fell in love with a beautiful lady, of sorts 

But she was ruthless, restless, and mean 

She left me one day 

And now I've had to pay 

For not lovin' within my means 

Then I took to drinkin' 

To drive her from my mind 

And it helps me forget her, it seems 

I just drink now and then 

Only now I'm drunk again 

For not drinkin' within my means 

Now I know that I'm dyin' 

But I don't worry none 

'Cause I know my soul He'll redeem 

But what bothers me 

Unless they bury me free 

Is I won't even die within my means 

But when the dyin's all over 

An' I come back again 

Say "to hell" with self-pride and esteem 

I'll get born in my teens 

An' I'll stick to my dreams 

Try dreamin' within my means