Trim Yourself To Fit Lyrics

song lyrics Trim Yourself To Fit The World lyrics Each time the good Lord makes a man He always breaks the mold So ti sure does raise a flat for that Rebel in my soul When some phoney carbon copy says I m the black sheep of the fold Well, this is what I tell em When I tell em where to go Chorus: If you trim yourself to fit the world There won t be nothin left Just a little here and a little there Till you wont know yourself You ll be a pile of shavings When they put you in your grave If you trim  yourself to fit the world You ll whittle yourself away I could chnage to fit this world But I just ain t that kind Some sell their soul for the easy road The devil s always buying I can t count the ones I ve known Who fell right into line Now they walk around with their heads hung down They ve got no piece of mind Chorus: If you trim yourself to fit the world There won t be nothin left Just a little here and a little there Till you wont know yourself You ll be a pile of shavings When they put you in your grave If you trim  yourself to fit the world You ll whittle yourself away So before you sign that dotted line Or do something that you d rather not Before you compromise your stand Friend, let me tell you what Don t let the crowd get so loud You can t hear your conscience speak Cause I m willing to bet that you ll sonn regret That you sold yourself so cheap Chorus: If you trim yourself to fit the world There won t be nothin left Just a little here and a little there Till you wont know yourself You ll be a pile of shavings When they put you in your grave If you trim  yourself to fit the world You ll whittle yourself away If you trim yourself to fit the world You ll whittle yourself away Good Cowgirls keep their calves together *grin* song lyrics