Don't get angry Listen to the sound Them good times will Find their way back around
And I've got the answers Go on and touch my skin Them better days always Come back again
Life's a boat boy It all comes in waves On the radio, Her laughter and sweet mistakes And I wasn't loved well as a younger child So I pray these better, unstable days They stay awhile
So don't get hateful lord, hot-damn There's a fire burnin' in the back forty I'm still finding out who the hell I am And I'm so tired of wasting it away Going to find the time to realize I'm in deep on better days
She always told me There'd be times like this With a blue guitar, a city bar And a streetlight kiss But I've never known quite What I deserve Try so hard and wind up gettin' burned
So don't get hateful Lord, hot-damn There's a fire burnin' in the back forty I'm still finding out who the hell I am And I'm so tired of wasting it away Going to find the time to realize I'm in deep on better days
So don't get hateful Lord, hot-damn There's a fire burnin' in the back forty I'm trying to change the man I am And I'm so tired of wasting it away Going to find the time to realize I'm in deep on better days Going to find the time to realize I'm in deep on better days
Compositor: Zachary Lane Bryan (Zach Bryan) (BMI)Editor: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #45606817 em 08/Ago/2024