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He was sittin' In an old rocking chair He was talking bout how time had passed so quickly Son, you'll make mistakes But there's beauty in the pain There are times in life when it feels like you're part of a game So go drive an old dirt road And watch the sun turn to gold Call your mamma on the phone And spend your days at the fishin' hole Grab your guitar and sing some songs about the heartache and pain You better do it before the Good Lord calls you home Well, he took a long breath And then he looked me in the eye He said son you can make a lot out of a little You always reap what sow Even when it's a hard row to hoe And sometimes when it feels like there's no ending So go drive an old dirt road And watch the sun turn to gold Call your mamma on the phone And spend your days at the fishin' hole Smell the breeze and watch the leaves as the fall comes rolling in You better do it before the Good Lord calls you home Son, I wish I could bottle time But let me give some back to you So go drive an old dirt road And watch the sunset unfold Call your mamma on the phone And spend your days at the fishin' hole Grab a beer and watch the stars shoot across the Carolina sky You gotta do it before the Good Lord calls you home You better do it before the Good Lord calls you home
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