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Five Minutes - Gretchen Peters (With Lyrics Below)

(Lyrics are below). Gretchen Peters (who is one day older than me) is an American singer and songwriter. She was born in New York and raised in Boulder, Colorado but moved to Nashville in the late 1980's. She worked as a songwriter, composing hits for Martina McBride, Etta James, Trisha Yearwood, Patty Loveless, George Strait, Anne Murray, Shania Twain, Neil Diamond and co-writing songs with Bryan Adams. She has released eleven albums, the title track of her 1996 debut album 'The Secret of Life' was later recorded by Faith Hill in 1999. and the same album also included her track 'On A us To St. CLoud' which was earlier recorded by Trisha Yearwood (in my list) in 1994 Peters was inducted to the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame on October 5, 2014. This track come from his 9th album 'Hello Cruel World' originaly released in 2012   / gretchenpeters   NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED. NOT MY MUSIC. ALL RIGHTS TO OWNERS My favourite tracks can be found here: http://j.mp/1H2j9EP ... Thanks for listening FIVE MINUTES I've got five minutes to sneak a cigarette Five minutes to myself Back behind the screen door of Andy's luncheonette And I ain't got time to worry about my health My boss Andy says I smoke myself to death Andy he reminds me some of you Back when you were Romeo and I was Juliet West Texas Capulet and Montague Now I don't think too much about you anymore We weren't much more than kids It was nearly twenty years ago I shut and locked that door Now I've got five minutes Not much time to reminisce Most nights I come home from work and I pour a glass of wine Sometimes it's three or four before I stop And Jessie makes a sandwich if I sleep through suppertime She leaves me on the couch to sleep it off Now Jessie just turned 17 and she's wild as she can be And there ain't nothin' I can do Last weekend she ran off to meet a boy in Tennessee Just like I used to run to you I gave her hell when she came home this afternoon Mascara runnin' down her face Seems like history repeats itself, and it ain't up to you And in five minutes Your whole life can change Andy he's good to me, and I can see it in his eyes He'd love to take your place But somethin' deep inside me just withers up and dies To make love to him and only see your face Somehow I've let myself go gently down the stream A fine example I have set Between the working and the livin' and the ghosts that haunt my dreams I've got five minutes and I'm gonna smoke this cigarette