Movin' On

Well I grew up tall and I grew up mean I didn't mean no harm
I just wanted to be the man that you wanted in your arms
Thinkin' back on yesterdays and your daddy's shotgun
He threw me a shell and said well the next one's for ya son

I'm still going strong
Just like a rolling stone
Well it just might be that you ain't the one
So I'll be movin'on
Yeah baby I'll be movin' on

Well it ain't easy wearin' your heart on your sleeve
Grab a pen and paper son and Ill tell you what you need
Build a house and have a farm and raise your family
Take your time but hurry up and figure out what all this means

I'm still going strong
Just like a rolling stone
Well it just might be that you ain't the one
So I'll be movin'on
Yeah baby I'll be movin' on

When the clock strikes 12 and the hours done and the fun is all over
It's just you and me and these cotton sheets and our thoughts'll take over
Ten shots of whiskey but I'm next to you and sober
Now I know why the leaves turn red and they die in October

I'm still going strong
Just like a rolling stone
Well it just might be that you ain't the one
So I'll be movin'on
Yeah baby I'll be movin' on
Yeah baby I'll be movin' on
Yeah baby I'll be movin' on



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Nicholas Bagwell, Travis Rolland Richardson
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