DOUG STONE


Nice Problem Lyrics

Had his back to the wall sittin' on a corner
Beggin' for a Mercy in the shape of a Quarter
He said: 'Man it sure is a cold hard city
I'd appreciate anything you could give me'
I said: 'I'd like to help you but I can't today
Got a wife, a kid and one on the way
A car loan, a morgage and taxes to file'
He said to me with a toothless smile:
What a nice problem to have
Some day you'll figure out
It's the sweetest of worries
You worry about
Man I used to be
Right where you're at
And what a nice problem to have
Well I reached for my wallet and pulled out a twenty
Might have seemed like a lot, but I got back plenty
That long road home seemed shorter this time
She met me at the door with tears in her eyes and said:
The faucet's leaking in the kitchen again
Billy's got a fever and the washer won't spin
I put my hand on our unborn child,
kissed her on the cheek and I just smiled
What a nice problem to have
Baby I figured out
It's the sweetest of worries
I worry about
Baby I like my life
Right where it's at
And what a nice problem to have
What a nice problem to have
Baby I figured out
It's the sweetest of worries
We worry about
Baby I like our life
Right where it's at
And what a nice problem
Oh such a nice problem
Yeah what a nice problem
To have

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