Boots on the Ground

I'm waiting on yesterday to gimme a break
Anywhere, anytime, anyway
Lady luck, gimme a sip, some of that magic
In there, buyer beware, children behave, today
It goes...

You got, love in your pocket, hands in your face
We got, boots on the ground, shells in a case
Well then ya gotta look em in the eyes or
Pretty soon then it's you they despise, we're
Over the top, in over our heads
They said...

And through the muck, I made my way, well okay
I'll be here maybe a year, maybe a day
And lady luck, she's full of shit, she's a bitch
Everywhere, every time, every way
And we go
Da na na, na na na na na na na na na, woah
Da na na, na na na na na na na na na, it goes
Buy me a round or three
I'm only wasting time
Just tell me it's gonna be alright and I'll be fine

Ya got, love in your pocket, hands in your face
We got, boots on the ground, shells in a case

I'm waiting on yesterday
To gimme a break anywhere, anytime, anyway
Lady luck, she's gone away
I begged her to stay though
Every which, every way



Credits
Writer(s): Michael James Ryan Busbee, Matt Jenkins, Nicolle Galyon
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