Delavan, WI
'Bout time they got hitched
My best boy's made up his mind, that's it
All rise for the perfect fit
And I played this song as she walked on in
Another time in another life
When I stood hip high, me and Ma taking long drives
Singing Jingle Bells loud on a summer night
Haven't made her as happy since
More than a few years down the road
Me and the boys on a stage, ready to go
Playing songs for beer money to some friends we know
Don't think it ever made better sense
I could sit here trying out my complaints
Or loose sleep here lying in the bed I made. But, I ain't
Hold on boy. What do you got left?
That feeling hasn't left you yet
Last up is when they get your best
I bet, I bet, I bet, I bet
The last call that you'd wanna get
Mama warning there ain't much time left
Heel to steel to her old man's bed
And when the good lord took him my grandma said
"All these years and he didn't need a tune
But, could you sing something that he woulda knew?"
It was Amazing Grace but I barely made it through
Singing that old song for him was the best that I could do
I could sit here trying out my complaints
Or loose sleep here lying in the bed I made, but I ain't
Hold on boy. What do you got left?
That feeling hasn't left you yet
Last up is when they get your best
I bet, I bet, I bet, I bet
Hold on boy. What do you got left?
That feeling hasn't left you yet
What you got ain't what you'll get
I bet, I bet, I bet, I bet
Oooooo you said it
Now give it one more try, next time you'll get it
My best boy's made up his mind, that's it
All rise for the perfect fit
And I played this song as she walked on in
Another time in another life
When I stood hip high, me and Ma taking long drives
Singing Jingle Bells loud on a summer night
Haven't made her as happy since
More than a few years down the road
Me and the boys on a stage, ready to go
Playing songs for beer money to some friends we know
Don't think it ever made better sense
I could sit here trying out my complaints
Or loose sleep here lying in the bed I made. But, I ain't
Hold on boy. What do you got left?
That feeling hasn't left you yet
Last up is when they get your best
I bet, I bet, I bet, I bet
The last call that you'd wanna get
Mama warning there ain't much time left
Heel to steel to her old man's bed
And when the good lord took him my grandma said
"All these years and he didn't need a tune
But, could you sing something that he woulda knew?"
It was Amazing Grace but I barely made it through
Singing that old song for him was the best that I could do
I could sit here trying out my complaints
Or loose sleep here lying in the bed I made, but I ain't
Hold on boy. What do you got left?
That feeling hasn't left you yet
Last up is when they get your best
I bet, I bet, I bet, I bet
Hold on boy. What do you got left?
That feeling hasn't left you yet
What you got ain't what you'll get
I bet, I bet, I bet, I bet
Oooooo you said it
Now give it one more try, next time you'll get it
Credits
Writer(s): Brady Moen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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