Canyons

Wanderin' through the woods
Mamas calling for her children but knows
They've been doing good
And they'll get what they are looking for
Cause she heard Canyons shape the girl
They make the good times feel so easy
She wouldn't trade them for the world
Not for a damn thing

And the mountains mold the boy
Turns him into what he will be when he
Finds himself a man
Son just do what you can

Do what you can
Try what you can
Be who you want
Don't listen to them darling
Do what you can
Try what you can
Be who you want
Don't listen to them darling



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Modesto
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