Texty: Georgia Satellites. Another Chance.

One, two, three, get it

Livin' with my back against the wall
Nowhere but forward to fall
Well, I close my eyes, somebody will catch my breath
Oh my Lord, let's get on board
The ride's gonna scare me to death, oh

I don't wanna leave before my time is done
Don't wanna stick around when my race is run
I don't wanna go before they call my dance
Don't wanna die asking for another chance

Come help me, poor Richard
And won't you help me raise the glass?
Here's to me, and here's to you
Them dreams all come to pass

Cruel trick of time, is played in the wink of an eye
Well, Heaven's above, you don't need no shove
The years go sailing bye, oh oh oh

I don't wanna leave before my time is done
Don't wanna stick around when my race is run
I don't wanna go before they call my dance
Don't wanna die asking for another chance

Another game of chance
A lifetime come and gone
I guess it's up to me
If I don't want to say another man's song

I wanna say what Grandma said, lying on her dying bed
I ain't been cheated, no mistreated, and I don't have to say that yet
Oh oh oh

I don't wanna leave before my time is done
I don't wanna stick around when my race is run
I don't wanna go before they call my dance
Don't wanna die asking for another chance

Another chance
No, not another chance
No, no another chance