Something's Gotta Give

Faded dreams and blue jeans
 A rangers cap with sweat rings
 There's a hole in the sole of my favorite boots
 Well, I've been at it a long time
 Working on that bottom line
 And every shirt I've worn, the collar's been blue
 One of these days I'm gonna jump right off that shelf
 And hit the ground running
 At least that's what I keep telling myself
 I've been sitting on the fence for way too long
 Warming that bench as chance moves on
 And believe me, that ain't the way to live
 And this barely getting by is really getting old
 And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt
 But someday, something's gotta give
 Busted hands and broken land
 And black gold turned to sand
 And the whiskey is the only well that's running deep
 And the dust devils dancing on the mesa again
 At the mercy of that west Texas wind
 The tumble weeds, they seem to know more than me
 Oh, they always find their way right out of town
 They never turn back
 They keep on rolling and they don't slow down
 I've been sitting on the fence for way too long
 Warming that bench as chance moves on
 And believe me that ain't the way to live
 And this barely getting by is really getting old
 And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt
 But someday, something's gotta give
 Ooh, I've been sitting on the fence for way too long
 Warming that bench as chance moves on
 And believe me, that ain't the way to live
 Yeah well, this barely getting by is really getting old
 And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt
 But someday, something's gotta give
 Man, I've been sitting on the fence for way too long
 Warming that bench as chance moves on
 And believe me, no, that ain't the way to live
 And this barely getting by is really getting old
 And it's hard to turn the wrench on a rusty bolt
 But someday, says something's gotta give
 Well, something's gotta give