TunesByAI - Counting The Cents I Don’t Have

I woke up to the sound of rain on this old tin roof
An empty jar of pennies and a hole in my worn-out boots
Bills keep piling up like leaves in a fall wind swirl
But I'm just counting the cents I don't have in this little corner of the world
Mama's got her worries and Daddy's out of work
Sister's got dreams larger than this small-town dirt
We gather 'round the table pray the night'll be kind
Counting the cents I don't have but peace is hard to find
Counting the cents I don't have beneath these southern skies
Dreams are always bigger than the tears inside our eyes
Life may be a struggle but love will always last
Counting the cents I don't have still holding on to the past
My old truck's been coughing doesn't know it's payday's late
Drive that rickety road to town with hopes that never wait
Saw that girl from high school she's wearing a wedding band
Counting the cents I don't have while thinking of other plans
That old jukebox in the diner plays a tune I know
A dollar in the tip jar but no place left to go
A coffee stain on my shirt just like my heart so sad
Counting the cents I don't have of the good times that we had
Counting the cents I don't have beneath these southern skies
Dreams are always bigger than the tears inside our eyes
Life may be a struggle but love will always last
Counting the cents I don't have still holding on to the past
Counting the cents I don't have beneath these southern skies
Dreams are always bigger than the tears inside our eyes
Life may be a struggle but love will always last
Counting the cents I don't have still holding on to the past still holding on to the past

Written by:
Abdellatif Ait Brahim

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