Pushing Luck lyrics

[Verse 1]
There's no need to label every cotton-pickin' thing
Run, get the rifle, it's comin' up lame
Some call it money, some call it crime
The kids are all fed and this land here's mine

[Verse 2]
Between you and me, I've done nothin' wrong
Broke a law and broke down: same as this song
Find a man who didn't know any more than me
'Bout how to please God or the way to be free

[Chorus]
We've been pushin' luck
Something's bound to give
The gig is up
Tell me how we gonna live

[Verse 3]
There ain't no difference as far as I can see
As some of them folks out hustlin' at me
They have uniforms, I have [paws/flaws?]
Bulletproof vest under overalls

[Chorus]
We've been pushin' luck
Something's bound to give
The gig is up
Tell me how we gonna live