Lyrics

One more gig, daily bread
Find some place to rest my head
Count me in, I never miss a beat
I get drinks on the house maybe something to eat

Knife fight ain’t nothing new
Scrape last night off the bottom of my shoe
Stepping on glass, blood on the floor
Tripping over bodies trying to make it to the door

Someday is never gonna come
No tomorrow for a hired gun
Right now is all you got
Better play your song better take your shot

She’s got poison cherry lips
I got cast iron finger tips
Starts with a push, turns to a shove
First you fake a smile, next you’re faking love

Someday is never gonna come
No tomorrow for a hired gun
Right now is all you got
Better play your song better take your shot

They think they own me
Like I’m puddy in their hands
But I’ll be the one who’s laughing when I make my break
‘Cause I got other plans

I chose this on my own
So young so much I didn’t know
Signed my life on the dotted line
Waited for something that would never be mine

Someday is never gonna come
No tomorrow for a hired gun
Right now is all you got
Better play your song better take your shot

Someday is never gonna come
No tomorrow for a hired gun
Right now is all you got
Better play your song better take your shot