Just Like We Practiced
Can you remember that progression
Something happy something sad
You were writing all the lines and
I could have learned a thing or two
You take out your guitar
We'll write some new nostalgia
Just like we practiced
All those years ago
Late December there's nothing colder
Than when you're lay in a heap
There's no sense in getting older
If memories all you can't keep
You take out your guitar
We'll write some new nostalgia
Just like we practiced
All those years ago
Just like we practiced
All those years ago
Something happy something sad
You were writing all the lines and
I could have learned a thing or two
You take out your guitar
We'll write some new nostalgia
Just like we practiced
All those years ago
Late December there's nothing colder
Than when you're lay in a heap
There's no sense in getting older
If memories all you can't keep
You take out your guitar
We'll write some new nostalgia
Just like we practiced
All those years ago
Just like we practiced
All those years ago
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Writer(s): Michael Smith Iii
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