The Classic Crime - A Perfect Voice
I may not have a perfect voice but I'll still sing
At the top of my lungs until my days are done
I was once a child with a million plans
Now all I've got is what's in my hands
I don't leave much to chance these days
I may not ever see a dime but I'll be fine
Yeah, I'll still get by all the time a smile upon my face
You might see me on the corner with a cup someday
And I'll smile and wave and say
"God bless you for your change today"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not be a perfect man but I'll still stand
Yeah, I'm counting on grace to win this race for me in the end
I may not sing your favorite songs but I don't sing for you
'Cause if I did I would have been done long ago
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not have a perfect voice
But I won't lie, I'll sing until I die
'Cause I may not get the chance another night
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
At the top of my lungs until my days are done
I was once a child with a million plans
Now all I've got is what's in my hands
I don't leave much to chance these days
I may not ever see a dime but I'll be fine
Yeah, I'll still get by all the time a smile upon my face
You might see me on the corner with a cup someday
And I'll smile and wave and say
"God bless you for your change today"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not be a perfect man but I'll still stand
Yeah, I'm counting on grace to win this race for me in the end
I may not sing your favorite songs but I don't sing for you
'Cause if I did I would have been done long ago
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not have a perfect voice
But I won't lie, I'll sing until I die
'Cause I may not get the chance another night
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not have a perfect voice but I'll still sing
At the top of my lungs until my days are done
I was once a child with a million plans
Now all I've got is what's in my hands
I don't leave much to chance these days
I may not ever see a dime but I'll be fine
Yeah, I'll still get by all the time a smile upon my face
You might see me on the corner with a cup someday
And I'll smile and wave and say
"God bless you for your change today"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not be a perfect man but I'll still stand
Yeah, I'm counting on grace to win this race for me in the end
I may not sing your favorite songs but I don't sing for you
'Cause if I did I would have been done long ago
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not have a perfect voice
But I won't lie, I'll sing until I die
'Cause I may not get the chance another night
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
At the top of my lungs until my days are done
I was once a child with a million plans
Now all I've got is what's in my hands
I don't leave much to chance these days
I may not ever see a dime but I'll be fine
Yeah, I'll still get by all the time a smile upon my face
You might see me on the corner with a cup someday
And I'll smile and wave and say
"God bless you for your change today"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not be a perfect man but I'll still stand
Yeah, I'm counting on grace to win this race for me in the end
I may not sing your favorite songs but I don't sing for you
'Cause if I did I would have been done long ago
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I may not have a perfect voice
But I won't lie, I'll sing until I die
'Cause I may not get the chance another night
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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