Jackie was a young man,
Big dreams lying in bed.
No one ever knew them,
They were caught up in his head.
Jackie met a sweet girl,
She left and broke his heart.
Now Jackie spends all his time,
Whiskey bottle in a bar.
Chorus
Some folks live, while others wish they could.
Held up by consequence, not doing what they should.
Some folks live while others wish they could.
Held up by consequence, not doing what they should,
while other folks live.
Jackie said I’ll leave this place,
Someday I’ll make it big.
Someday has come and gone,
Guess big he’ll never be.
Jackie died in a hotel room,
Some people said he lied.
I know his body gave out,
But his heart it never died.
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