Practice Life With Martina Mcbride Lyrics - Andy Griggs

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Oh yeah.

She said she didn't love him
And maybe she never really did.
She could move back to her mommas.
And they could split time with the kids.
She just noticed her first touch of grey.
She don't want to wait not one more day.

This ain't no practice life.
We only get one shot.
And our love ain't through hey
It's all we've got.
And nobody goes around twice
'cause this ain't no practice life.

There's sixty hours on his time card
And it's only thursday night.
His kids are growin' up without him
And he's about to lose his wife.
So he puts down the papers and he picks up the 'phone.
He says: "son tell your momma: i'm a'comin' home."

It ain't no practice life.
We only get one shot.
And our love ain't through hey
It's all we've got.
And nobody goes around twice
'cause this ain't no practice life.

So much to do with so little time.
That clock on the wall's gonna rob us half-blind.

It ain't no practice life.
We only get one shot.
And our love ain't through hey.
It's all we've got.
And nobody goes around twice
'cause this ain't no practice life.

It ain't no practice life.
We only get one shot.
And our love ain't through hey.
It's all we've got.
And nobody goes around twice
'cause this ain't no practice life.

This ain't no practice life.
Yeah it ain't no practice life.

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