Vince Gill Victim of Life's Circumstances song lyrics

(Delbert McClinton)

It's six-o-five a.m. on Sunday morning

And I'm supposed to left for Memphis late last night

Well, I stopped at one of them old highway places

Because I did I sleep in Tyrone County jail tonight.

Well, I started out the night with good intentions

But I ended up gettin' sideways drinkin' wine

Well, the last thing I remember we were roaring

Then something hit my head and knocked me from my conscious mind.

And I'm a victim of life's circumstances

Well, I was raised around barrooms and Friday night dancers

Singin' them old country songs

And half the time I end up some place I don't belong.

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I said jailer, hey, what you've got me charged with

He looked at me and halfway closed one eye

He said he mean to say you don't remember

Cuttin' up some honky with that bone handled knife.

And I'm a victim of life's circumstances

Well, I was raised around barrooms and Friday night dancers

Singin' them old country songs

And half the time I end up some place I don't belong.

Well, I'm a victim of life's circumstances

Well, I was raised around barrooms and Friday night dancers

Singin' them old country songs

And half the time I end up some place I don't belong...

--- Instrumental to fade ---