Take What You Want and Leave the Rest - Live Feb 10, 2022

When I was young if you said boy sit down and tell me
When you get old where your life might lead
An astronaut, on the first flight out to Venus
But some things just don't work out like good dreams

Instead I wake up and go to work each mornin'
I count the hours til' I can play these strings
Many people aim to give me their suggestions
When I know their life ain't quite like it seems

These paint covered, overworked, and bloody knuckled
Calloused hands earn me exactly what I need
Spend all my dollars to record me scream and holler
All the stories I write that make me feel like me
Ohhh, Woah, Ohhh
I sing the truth though I may not do it best
Take what you want and leave the rest

I write these songs with an inch left of my pencil
In some ol' book I got when I turned 21
I oversleep and I show up looking tired
Last night this guitar and I had some fun

Not everyone's gonna like the words I'm singin
But I'll just keep on playin' all night long
Its not about, makin' money chasin' stages
But the love I have for writing these here songs

These paint covered, overworked, and bloody knuckled
Calloused hands earn me exactly what I need
Spend all my dollars to record me scream and holler
All the stories I write that make me feel like me
Ohhh, Woah, Ohhh
I sing the truth though I may not do it best
Take what you want and leave the rest

These paint covered, overworked, and bloody knuckled
Calloused hands earn me exactly what I need
Spend all my dollars to record me scream and holler
All the stories I write that make me feel like me
Ohhh, Woah, Ohhh
I sing the truth though I may not do it best
Take what you want and leave the rest



Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Thomas
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