Running, Gunning & Rolling in Dirt

There's a new breeze blowing
And I don't like the smell
Smoke from all the bridges
That we're burning down
Things that we said
Things that we did oh
Let's get back to them
Memories on the fridge
Oh

Like poison ivy's itching
Momma's in the kitchen
Trying to cook a meal
For a herd of hungry animals
Jumping creek banks
Playing video games
There weren't a whole lot
Of things we didn't try

But if all that we learned
Is how to throw a good punch
All of that schooling
Never did us too much
Whatever happened to
The kids that we were
Oh running and gunning
And rolling in dirt

College days
We went our separate ways
You were a scholar
I was a runaway
You learned to teach
And I, I learned to pray
Maybe we can get back
To the way we were raised

Cuz if all that we learned
Is how to throw a good punch
All of that schooling
Never did us too much
Whatever happened to
The kids that we were
Oh running and gunning
And rolling in dirt

Let's build some bridges again
Remember when we were friends
Bury our hatchets deep
And when we're old
I hope we can see

That if all that we learned
Is how to throw a good punch
All of that schooling
Never did us too much
Whatever happened to
The kids that we were
Oh running and gunning
And ru, running and gunning

And if all that we learned
Is how to throw a good punch
All of that schooling
Never did us too much
Whatever happened to
The kids that we were
Oh running and gunning
And rolling in dirt