Alright With Me
I've got some some dollars for folding
I've got a truck that'll go
Old friends that still raise hell
On the town when I get back home
I never thought I'm a dreamer
I just love writing these songs
About life and love
Good and bad luck
And hope that your singing along
So I roll on
I'm gonna burn up my lit fuse in the honkytonks
Heart full as a tip jar feels better than gold
And all the wild and crazy
Has got me going for broke
So if I leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's alright with me
Life can throw us some curveballs
Me I decided to choose
I picked up a guitar
And started humming a tune
I didn't have any aces
It was just a feeling I knew
So I placed my bet on a late night set
A band and an old bar stool
So I roll on
I'm gonna burn up my lit fuse in the honkytonks
Heart full as a tip jar
Feels better than gold
And all the wild and crazy
Has got me going for broke
So if I leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's alright with me
Well I don't have all the answers
But you could say I'm doing alright
Because the grass stays green and I'm still free
And I'm up on stage tonight
And so I roll on
I'm gonna burn up my lit fuse in the honkytonks
Heart full as a tip jar
Feels better than gold
And all the wild and crazy
Has got me going for broke
So if I leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's aright with me
Yeah if I Leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's alright with me
I've got a truck that'll go
Old friends that still raise hell
On the town when I get back home
I never thought I'm a dreamer
I just love writing these songs
About life and love
Good and bad luck
And hope that your singing along
So I roll on
I'm gonna burn up my lit fuse in the honkytonks
Heart full as a tip jar feels better than gold
And all the wild and crazy
Has got me going for broke
So if I leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's alright with me
Life can throw us some curveballs
Me I decided to choose
I picked up a guitar
And started humming a tune
I didn't have any aces
It was just a feeling I knew
So I placed my bet on a late night set
A band and an old bar stool
So I roll on
I'm gonna burn up my lit fuse in the honkytonks
Heart full as a tip jar
Feels better than gold
And all the wild and crazy
Has got me going for broke
So if I leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's alright with me
Well I don't have all the answers
But you could say I'm doing alright
Because the grass stays green and I'm still free
And I'm up on stage tonight
And so I roll on
I'm gonna burn up my lit fuse in the honkytonks
Heart full as a tip jar
Feels better than gold
And all the wild and crazy
Has got me going for broke
So if I leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's aright with me
Yeah if I Leave this world like a feather in the breeze
Buddy that's alright with me
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Ryland
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