Fate
The odds were against us
too high to defeat;
fate dealt us this hand
we were destined to meet.
We lived far apart
he was north, I was south;
from two different cultures
he was country, I was rock.
"You live on a sandbar
and used to the life -
fancy parties and dancing
drinking champagne all night.
And I'm just a laid back
kind of a guy -
drinking beer with my buddies
working just to get by."
But fate dealt this hand,
there was never a chance;
now I'm going country
and you like to dance.
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