Livin Here Too — J. J. Cale

Dont ask me no questions, Ill tell you no lies

I was born on a freight train passing by

My mother was poor, my father too

Ill take anything I can get from you

I did not make this world Im just livin here too

Ive been shot three times running, been cut with a knife

Ive got four children working and I aint got no wife

If you dont watch my fingers, Ill put the touch on you

Turn around slowly, look behind

Im calling from nowhere and not by design

I did not make this world Im just livin here too

Nothing to win, nothing to lose

I dont want a lot, just a shot will do

I did not make this world Im just livin here too