I don't drink, or swear, or smoke
The same things that I used to
They'd only drive me back
Where I don't want to be
A girl, a job, a life
Is kinda what I'm into
The master plan's a simple man
Who won't take much to keep
Bob, and Doug, and Wally
Hate that I quit calling
They don't get the picture
Of the future that I see
A dog, a boat, this guitar
Makes up all I'm hauling
The master plan's a simple man
Who won't take much to keep
Now there's something to be said
About using your head
And turning your life around
I suggest that you try
Your own kinda high
By keeping your feet on the ground
Now there's something to be said
About using your head
And turning your life around
I suggest that you try
Your own kinda high
By keeping your feet on the ground
I don't drink, or smoke, or swear
The same things that I used to
The master plan's a simple man
Who won't take much to keep
Yeah, the master plan's a simple man
Who won't take much to keep

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