Little Riddle (Interlude)
Aye put the bottle down
Aye man focus
Yo I need you to hit record
Dag nabbit
Yo hit record
I I gotta say somethin
Oh ok
See the devil can make bail but heaven can make sail
You better be better than better when you exhale
Cause the bottle your facing is making you wasted
It's laced with the demons of the dream that you're chasing
Now everybody knows another rambling man
You make a melody and he can make a hell of a band
Sing songs about the backwoods and drink moonshine till your backwards
Till you're gone with the devil on a lonely road
And you ain't never getting back till the morning crows
So we can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle bout the moonshine days
We can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle about the good old days
I'm slowly moving holy to the glory of better days
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
See when your pickup is broke down
You live in a broke town
You gotta get creative on the way that you throw down
You pick up your banjo and make up your own show
But watch out for the devil cause he's there when you don't know
Cuz everybody knows another rambling man
You make a melody he can make a hell of a band
Sing songs about the backwoods and drink moonshine till your backwards
Till you're gone with the devil on a lonely road
And you ain't never getting back till the morning crows
So we can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle bout the moonshine days
We can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle about the good old days
I'm slowly moving holy to the glory of better days
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
Aye man focus
Yo I need you to hit record
Dag nabbit
Yo hit record
I I gotta say somethin
Oh ok
See the devil can make bail but heaven can make sail
You better be better than better when you exhale
Cause the bottle your facing is making you wasted
It's laced with the demons of the dream that you're chasing
Now everybody knows another rambling man
You make a melody and he can make a hell of a band
Sing songs about the backwoods and drink moonshine till your backwards
Till you're gone with the devil on a lonely road
And you ain't never getting back till the morning crows
So we can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle bout the moonshine days
We can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle about the good old days
I'm slowly moving holy to the glory of better days
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
See when your pickup is broke down
You live in a broke town
You gotta get creative on the way that you throw down
You pick up your banjo and make up your own show
But watch out for the devil cause he's there when you don't know
Cuz everybody knows another rambling man
You make a melody he can make a hell of a band
Sing songs about the backwoods and drink moonshine till your backwards
Till you're gone with the devil on a lonely road
And you ain't never getting back till the morning crows
So we can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle bout the moonshine days
We can sing a little riddle, sing a little riddle
Sing a little riddle about the good old days
I'm slowly moving holy to the glory of better days
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
So I'll row down the river till I've gone away
Row down the river till I'm drawn away
You can wash me of my demons cause I've gone to pray
Wash me of my demons cause I'm born today
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Sant
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