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By The Yard

Jim Lauderdale
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I'm one Don Galileo Galilei From Sparks, Nevada, come to have my say I could learn your poker face bluff But it wasn't good, never good, never good enough Living in a puddle by the light of the moon Morning, sweet morning, can't revive me too soon I got no blanket, just a copy of the Times And a pocketful of, pocketful of, pocketful of rhymes Heaven don't charge by the yard, no, no, no Heaven don't charge by the yard It might be easy, it might be hard Heaven don't charge by the yard Is this Heaven or the city of L.A.? Roaming 'round the country seeing who you might betray Miracles, chapter, book, and verse You say you're the devil, but I've seen much worse Roaring down the Truckee River on a raft Putting space between me and my better-looking half A raft made of matchsticks, fishing twine, and prayer Not built to shoot rapids, but who am I to care? Heaven don't charge by the yard, no, no, no Heaven don't charge by the yard It might be easy, it might be hard Heaven don't charge by the yard Sunset blunts, the last sales of day Five stars falling into half-dollar bay Got only my wits and a paid-up union card But Heaven don't charge by the yard, by the yard Heaven don't charge by the yard, no, no, no Heaven don't charge by the yard It might be easy, it might be hard Heaven don't charge by the yard Heaven don't charge by the yard Heaven don't charge by the yard