Headin’ out to Fort Mac
Gonna make a come back
Make a million dollars pulling oil from the ground
Tired of the long shot
Waiting for the ball to drop
Livin’ in this half-horse town
I got nothing in the coffers except gophers and hoppers
The wind ain’t the only thing that blows
When you’re tired of living, living with a long way to go
Well I was doing kind of fine with my half-grade nine
Working cattle’s all I really know
But I’m getting kind of tired of playing pasture poker
It’s a game where the aces never show
Can’t afford the feed, fuel or the seed
There comes a time when you either raise or fold
When you’re tired of living, living with a long way to go
Headin’ out to Fort Mac
Gonna make a come back
Make a million dollars pulling oil from the ground
Tired of the long shot
Waiting for the ball to drop
Livin’ in this half-horse town
See you later neighbor
I ain’t lookin’ good on paper
Debt’s the only thing that I can seem to grow
Tired of living, living with a long way to go
Tired of living, living with a long way to go
compositores da letra: Del Barber,Blake Berglund,Boyd Barber
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