D G D
I live the kind of life that most men only dream of
D G D
I make my livin' writin' these songs and singin' them
D G D
Now I'm 31 years old and I ain't got no place to go when it's all over
D A D
But I hide my aches and make the stage and try to kick the footlights out again
I throw my old guitar across the stage and Lamar takes the ball
And the crowd goes nearly wild to see old Nadine nearly fall
After 20 years of pickin', I'm alive and I'm kickin' down some walls
But tonight I'll kick the footlights out and walk away without no curtain call
G
Yeah, tonight I'll kick the footlights out again
G A
And try to hide the mood that I'm really in
A
Might not put on my old instamatic grin
A D
Aw, tonight I'm gonna kick some footlights out again
Yeah, I live the kind of life most men only dream of
I make my livin' writin' songs, and singin' them
Now I'm 31 years old and I ain't got no place to go when it's all over
So I hide my aches, and make the stage and try to kick all the footlights out again