Trim Yourself To Fit The World

(aaron tippin/philip douglas/kim williams)



Each time the good lord makes a man

He always breaks the mold

So it sure does raise a flag for that

Rebel in my soul

When some phony 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



If you trim yourself to fit the world

There won't be nothin' left

Just a little here and a little there

Till you won't 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 change to fit his 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



If you trim yourself to fit the world

There won't be nothin' left

Just a little here and a little there

Till you won't 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 soon regret

That you sold yourself so cheap



If you trim yourself to fit the world

There won't be nothin' left

Just a little here and a little there

Till you won't 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


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