Hearing The Birds Sing
Well this ol' rock spinnin' round a thousand miles an hour
You gotta do your best to slow it down
Put the chime back in the wind, the wild back in a flower
It's as simple as it sounds
Sometimes it takes a little back porch sitting
A little less talk, a lot more listen
A pair of blue eyes dancing in the kitchen
Or taking grandpas Zebco fishing
Every long cold winter, has its spring
I forgot how much I like hearing the birds sing
It's been a while since I've seen that old welcome sign
Ain't much to miss, but that's why I miss it
It's a two lane, 'til you hit that gravel drive
Out here it's a simple kind of living
Sometimes it takes a little back porch sitting
A little less talk, a lot more listen
A pair of blue eyes dancing in the kitchen
Or taking grandpas Zebco fishing
Every long cold winter, has its spring
I forgot how much I like hearing the birds sing
Every time my boots come home, no it doesn't take me long
To remember life's as simple, as simple as a song
Sometimes it takes a little back porch sitting
A little less talk a lot more listen
A pair of blue eyes dancing in the kitchen
Or taking grandpas Zebco fishing
Cause every long cold winter has its spring
I forgot how much I like hearing the birds sing
You gotta do your best to slow it down
Put the chime back in the wind, the wild back in a flower
It's as simple as it sounds
Sometimes it takes a little back porch sitting
A little less talk, a lot more listen
A pair of blue eyes dancing in the kitchen
Or taking grandpas Zebco fishing
Every long cold winter, has its spring
I forgot how much I like hearing the birds sing
It's been a while since I've seen that old welcome sign
Ain't much to miss, but that's why I miss it
It's a two lane, 'til you hit that gravel drive
Out here it's a simple kind of living
Sometimes it takes a little back porch sitting
A little less talk, a lot more listen
A pair of blue eyes dancing in the kitchen
Or taking grandpas Zebco fishing
Every long cold winter, has its spring
I forgot how much I like hearing the birds sing
Every time my boots come home, no it doesn't take me long
To remember life's as simple, as simple as a song
Sometimes it takes a little back porch sitting
A little less talk a lot more listen
A pair of blue eyes dancing in the kitchen
Or taking grandpas Zebco fishing
Cause every long cold winter has its spring
I forgot how much I like hearing the birds sing
Credits
Writer(s): George Goodfellow, Zac Roddy, Daymon Osborn
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