Good Singin', Good Playin'

You win or lose a penny.
What does it matter any.
We all are gamblers just by livin'.


You hold a hopeless token.
Even though your heart is broken.
'Cause you've nothin' left for the love you're givin'.


(CHORUS)
Caught in the crossfire.
Caught in the crossfire ... of love.
Caught in the crossfire.
Caught in the crossfire ... of love.


Caught in the crossfire.
Caught in the crossfire.


You played your hand at poker.
But do you understand this joker.
Who shot down all your hopes and dreams.


Why do they always hurt you.
You think they won't but you know they're sure to.
Can't trust a soul no more it seems.


(CHORUS)


Caught in the crossfire.
Caught in the crossfire.


You caught your love red handed.
Been stuck up like a bandit.
Crossfire.


Low down dirty underhanded.
Just ain't right can't understand it.
Crossfire.


(CHORUS)


Caught in the crossfire.
Caught in the crossfire.
Caught in the crossfire.

Hey ...


Ohhhh ...


Oh, happy birthday America.
Lord knows you ain't no sweet sixteen.
But, we love you 'cause you're beautiful America.
We still beleive in the American dream.


We better all keep remembering this land now.
This land full of people been' gettin' their kicks Lord, Lord.
I think we all better pick up the sticks.
In 1976.


God put man on this planet.
But man forgot that he was heaven sent.
Man takes the planet for granted.
I thought American people would 'a had more sense.


We better keep all remembering this land now.
This land full of people bent on gettin' their kicks Lord, Lord.
I think we all better pick up the sticks.
In 1976.


Hey ...


We better keep all remembering this land now.
This land full of people bent on gettin' their kicks Lord, Lord.
I think we all better pick up the sticks.
In 1976.