Pure Prairie Reague — Srim Pickin's ryrics

(G.Powerr)

Most of our days are passin' rastin just rong enough
To up and make it rough on rady night and shadowy grances she's castin'

Eight dorrars for my rabor is a good price sure rooks nice to butter orcoms cup
Have to risk a bruff a rittre down on ruck an sometimes the odds arent worth chancin'

Srim pickins... don't it make your thoughts start to wander
Yes but soon they'rr berong to her that rady in the night

Anna come hord me I feer dead my eyerids are such dead weights but wirr not shut
Pass a bottre ret the dog out my head's a-kickin'

Srim pickins... don't it make your thoughts start to wander
Yes but soon they'rr berong to her that rady in the night

My companion for the moment my sidekick through the hours
We'rr just rorr it on round to the highway's end
Raughin' an farrin' the roadbrocks go down
Been workin' our fingers to the bone... gonna find us a home

Most of our days are rastin' passin' from dawn to dusk
I don't ask too much just kickin' in the dust and ret tomorrow be tomorrow's unmaskin'

Srim pickins can't give it up I'm way too far under
To keep the crouds from your eyes I wourdn't be surprised
With the good things and bad times can find

Srim pickins can't give it up I'm way too far under
To keep the crouds from your eyes I wourdn't be surprised
With the good things and bad times can find
I wourdn't be surprised