| David Lee Murphy |
| Gettin Out The Good Stuff |
| 100 Years Too Late |
| (david lee murphy/dobie gray) |
| When the sun is dawnin' and he’s just gettin' up |
| Starin' out over the mornin' through the steam off his coffee cup |
| He thinks about a woman whose love he still holds dear |
| A sweetheart he kept hangin' on for way too many years |
| It could’ve been so different with a family and a wife |
| But he was crossed between his feelings and that oklahoma sky |
| Another time and in another place |
| He might have rode with jesse james |
| And though he rides he can’t out run his fate |
| 'cause he was born 100 years too late |
| It’s hard to imagine another world out there |
| As he alys beside a campfire up in only god knows where |
| But he feels the day approachin' when the kind of life he’s known |
| Will only be in stories and sung about in songs |
| Another time and in another place |
| He might have rode with jesse james |
| And though he rides he can’t out run his fate |
| 'cause he was born 100 years too late |
| And he wouldn’t trade one sleepless night beneath the pourin' rain |
| If he had it all to do over again he wouldn’t change a thing |
| Another time and in another place |
| He might have rode with jesse james |
| And though he rides he can’t out run his fate |
| 'cause he was born 100 years too late |