Luyện nghe bài hát Trim Yourself To Fit The World

Each the good Lord makes a man
He always breaks the
So it sure does raise a
For rebel in my soul

When phony carbon copy says
I'm the sheep of the fold
Well, is what I tell 'em
When I tell 'em to go

If you trim to fit the world
There won't be nothin'
Just a little and a little there
Till you know yourself

be a pile of shavings
When they put you in grave
If you yourself to fit the world
You'll whittle yourself

I could to fit his world
But I just that kind
Some sell their for the easy road
The devil's always

And I can't count the ones known
Who right into line
Now they walk around with their hung down
They got no of mind

If you trim yourself to fit the
There won't be left
Just a little here and a there
Till you know yourself

be a pile of shavings
When put you in your grave
If you trim to fit the world
You'll yourself away

So before you sign dotted line
Or do something that rather not
Before you compromise stand
Friend, let me you what

Don't let the get so loud
You hear your conscience speak
I'm willing to bet that you'll soon
That you sold yourself so

If you yourself to fit the world
There won't be left
a little here and a little there
Till you won't know

You'll be a pile of
When they put you in your
If you trim yourself to fit the
You'll whittle yourself
If you yourself to fit the world
You'll whittle yourself