My pockets are empty though my wife has sent me

To the store for some cigarettes and bread

I started walking there got as far as the square

Then the smell of beer went to my head

The thing about beer it can make a man hear

Voices from days long since past

And with every third drink it'll make you think

That your youth will always last

No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove

To yourself I could have been more

I got one foot in the door I just want one more



I thought of a time when my future was mine

It didn't matter what anyone said

I was handsome and strong and when I walked along

I stood erect and looked straight ahead

But then I lost my fight goin' to turned to might

Somewhere along the line I lost my will

And now I'm sittin' here my life full of beer

And I try to pretend it's not real

No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove

To yourself I have been before

I got one foot in the door I just want one more

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These days I barely survive on lot number five

In the mobile acres on the eastside of town

I swore this kind of life I'd never lead

I guess I let too many things get me down

If my pappy could see what they done to me

I swear he'd march down there and make it all right

But he's long since gone and I'm old enough now

I should be able to fight my own fight

No matter which way you move it takes a lifetime to prove

To yourself I could have been more

I got one foot in the door I just want one more