Lyric Pace That Kills

(Harlan Howard)

Too many parties and too much drinking
Too many sweethearts too little thinking
I love you darling I always will
But honey you re devoted to the pace that kills.

What kind of future is there before you
A wife and children would only bore you
So till God calls you to pay your bill
Your restless heart must travel after pace that kills.

--- Instrumental ---

You re traveling down grade with eyes wide open
And I m through pleadin and tired of hopin
You re always searching for bigger thrill
And honey I could never stand the pace that kills.

What kind of future is there before you
A wife and children would only bore you
So till God calls you to pay your bill
Your restless heart must travel after pace that kills...