Ballad of Leroy Ninker
Small town crook and a big time cop
Beauty queen in a coffee shop
Late night waiting for the ball to drop
Whichever way the wind may blow
What if we tried our luck in another town?
Maybe spun our wheels until the sun goes down
Don't grind the gears, don't pump the brakes
All you've got is all it takes
And I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to a child
I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to the wild
The lonely and the free
The cowboy kid with a crooked smile
Caught red handed in the candy aisle
Go hide and seek, go play pretend
A reputation to defend
Ol' Leroy Ninker all over again
And I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to a child
I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to the wild
The lonely and the free
With every twist and turn of a cold dark night
Where we shed our summer clothes
Where the bird finds the bee and the arrows fly
May that be where our story goes
Where the bird finds the bee and the arrows fly
May that be where our story goes
Beauty queen in a coffee shop
Late night waiting for the ball to drop
Whichever way the wind may blow
What if we tried our luck in another town?
Maybe spun our wheels until the sun goes down
Don't grind the gears, don't pump the brakes
All you've got is all it takes
And I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to a child
I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to the wild
The lonely and the free
The cowboy kid with a crooked smile
Caught red handed in the candy aisle
Go hide and seek, go play pretend
A reputation to defend
Ol' Leroy Ninker all over again
And I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to a child
I wonder what the rhythm of a broken heart is
I wonder how it sounds to the wild
The lonely and the free
With every twist and turn of a cold dark night
Where we shed our summer clothes
Where the bird finds the bee and the arrows fly
May that be where our story goes
Where the bird finds the bee and the arrows fly
May that be where our story goes
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Melanson, Lincoln Macissac
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