You draw it out like a highway With every word that you say Excuses for the answers that you lack Your mama’s still the steady ground you walk on every day And your daddy’s still the monkey on your back Did you find all you thought you’d find out in the wild, wild west You took a little piece of home and you threw away the rest
You say you’re livin’ on the edge and I think you’re hangin’ from a ledge Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up Are you the man you thought you’d be by the time that you turned 33 Are you still a bullet in your daddy’s gun Don’t forget boy you’re your mama’s only son She’s at home and she’s been praying for you Hey what about Georgia
Saw your sister yesterday Austin’s five and on his way Looking for some shoes that he can fill He said that he’d be just like you, the coolest guy he ever knew And he’d find you when he lost his training wheels I looked in his big blue eyes and I saw you again He’s hungry for a life that he aint ready to begin
You say you’re livin’ on the edge and I think you’re hangin’ from a ledge Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up Are you the man you thought you’d be by the time that you turned 33 Are you still a bullet in your daddy’s gun Don’t forget boy you’re your mama’s only son She’s at home and she’s been praying for you So what about Georgia
Guess you didn’t realize it’d take you quite this long To figure out that being free is right where you belong
You say you’re livin’ on the edge and I think you’re hangin’ from a ledge Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up HEY! Are you the man you thought you’d be by the time that you turned 33 Are you still a bullet in your daddy’s gun Don’t forget boy you’re your mama’s only son She’s at home and she’s been praying for you Hey want about Georgia What about Georgia yeah What about Georgia Georgia Yeah What about Georgia
enviada por Octávio Mendèz octaviomendez@pop.com.br
Compositor: Miranda Leigh Lambert ECAD: Obra #1746727