Words and Music by Catesby Jones
Prospect Hill Music   BMI

While You’re Being Yourself

 
When I’m fast asleep I can’t help dreaming ‘bout younger days
I wake up hungry, ready to run ‘til I fall on my face
I crawl to the sink, look in the glass
And those glory days slip back in the past

CHORUS:

I’m working to hard, praying for health
Time sure flies while you’re being yourself

I see me now talking to Willie; he was deaf as a post
To a five year old, old Willie seemed older than the Holy Ghost
Here I am, well on my way
To the age he was on his judgment day 

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BRIDGE:

Well if I could go back and do it over again
Think of all the trouble that I’d get in
A grown man’s knowledge, all the lessons learned
But it’s too late now, that bridge has burned
Some young fool’s got to take his turn

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When I close my eyes I’m still kissing young Claudia Roth
She wanted more but I was a chicken so she run off
Look at me now, kids of my own
My wife can’t wait until I get home

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Words and Music by Catesby Jones
Prospect Hill Music   BMI
www.catesbyjones.com