Nhạc sĩ: John R. Miller
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This one's called Borrowed Time.Borrowed time, borrowed timeSoon as you drive it off the lot it's in declineBorrowed time, borrowed timeGive me some of yours, I'll give you some of mineWhich fortune you've been after, no fortune have you foundSome will say, cut your lossOthers say, to double downMaybe you got someone to hold youBut can you hold them in kindYou can't call the lineBorrowed timeBorrowed timeBorrowed timeBorrowed timeEverybody needs a little something they can leave behindBorrowed time, borrowed timeGonna have to give it back somewhere down the lineGotta watch your hypertensionHeavy heart wears the crownDon't be too hard on your suspensionAs you roll over the groundThey're gonna want their percentageBoy, settle downBesides some two-armed whineThere just ain't enoughBorrowed timeBorrowed timeBorrowed timeIt wasn't God who gave Noah the rainbow signBorrowed timeBorrowed timeBorrowed timeBorrowed timeSo listen to that eternal engine whineSo listen to that eternal engine whineSo listen to that eternal engine whineNow the minutes turn to hoursAnd the hours turn into daysSome days I go to bed feeling like I just woke upIt seems like it's melting awayLord, make me an offer I can't refuseWe were born to win, we're bound to loseAll of these bad years of borrowed timeBorrowed timeBorrowed timeDepreciating like a double-eyed trailerOn top of a sawIt's all mineBorrowed timeBorrowed timeGive me some of yours, I'll give you some of mineGive me some of yours, I'll give you some of mineGive me some of yours, I'll give you some of mineGive me some of yours, I'll give you some of mineGive me some of yours, I'll give you some of mine