Tips Lyrics - Take A Back Road - Rodney Atkins

Well, I was counting my tips at the Playing Sixes 

In this [Incomprehensible] 

When this old beach bum yelled out 

"Come on, play, give me three steps" 

I was beat but I played him one more 

Then I was headed out towards the door 

And he handshake and handed me a hundred dollar bills 

And said, "By the way, I own this bar" 

Then he winked at me and said, "Kid, I got a few more tips 

But they sure ain't the kind that would fit in that jar" 

You gotta treat people right on your ride up 

They'll have your back on the way back down 

He said, "Take it from this old beach bum, son 

Keeping it real is what it's really about" 

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You can count your blessings, count yourself lucky 

But every day you get above ground 

Oh, that ain't about keeping count of what you got 

It's making what you got count 

He grabbed me by the arm and said 

He said, "Real quick, boy, let me tell you this story 

About this real rich dude I used to know real well 

He owned all kinds of stuff but when he added it all up 

He still felt like he was empty as hell" 

He said, "Son, would you believe that 

That dude was me back before I inventoried my life 

Ah, just to live down here, selling shots and some beer 

And, and dispensing some free advice" 

Now treat people right on your ride up 

They'll have your back on the way back down 

He said, "Take it from this old beach bum, son 

Keeping it real, that's what it's really about" 

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Count your blessings, count yourself lucky 

Every day you get above ground 

'Cause it ain't about keeping count of what you got 

It's making what you got count 

Oh, now I can't recollect how much I collected in my jar 

[Incomprehensible] 

And tonight I started getting to have a beer with my old friends 

And when he saw those tour buses outside, he said 

Now are your treating people right on your ride up? 

They'll have your back on the way back down 

He said, "Take it from this old beach bum, son 

Yeah, keep it real, that's what it's really about" 

And the best things in life, you can't put a price on 

They don't come with no dollar or map, no 

'Cause it ain't about keeping count of what you got 

It's making what you got count 

No, it ain't about keeping count of what you got 

No, it all comes down to making what you got count 

Make it count, that's what it comes down to, son 

Tell your friends and be a friend 

Count your blessings, don't count your problems