Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
Randy Travis
[Verse 1]
It takes all kinds
To keep this world in place
It's a fragile balance
That lets us swing through space
So everybody's
Got their job to do
And girl I guess, the job
I've got, is crying over you
And I should get a gold watch
For all the years I gave
And I should get some interest now
For all the dues I've paid
[Chorus]
I don't know why I love you
It's just the job I do
I'm your registered, certified
Card carrying fool
[Verse 2]
If I was in the army
There'd be medals that I'd get
If I was in the circus
At least I'd have a net
If I was an electrician
I might could find a spark
And if I could be a surgeon
Girl, I might could find your heart
But I keep bending over backwards
Just to be your limbo man
While you drop that stick another notch
Every chance you can
[Chorus]
I don't know why I love you
It's just the job I do
I'm your registered, certified
Card carrying fool
[Verse 3]
Oh, if I was a gambler
I might have better luck
If I was mathematician
I could make it all add up
[Chorus]
But when it comes down to it
All I want to do
Is be your registered, certified
Card carrying fool
Yeah, when it comes down to it
All I want to do
Is be your registered, certified
Card carrying fool
Card Carryin’ Fool was written by Byron Hill.
Card Carryin’ Fool was produced by Kyle Lehning.
Randy Travis released Card Carryin’ Fool on Tue Sep 26 1989.