Lyrics:
Oh, well, a touch of grey
Kind of suits you anyway
That was all I had to say, and
It's alright
I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will
the same old dream.
And then my thoughts inspire a scene by the fire,
In a cottage close by a stream.
I know it all by heart now - we're about to part
I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall run
You know what I did last night, 'cause I gave her all ones
You niggas in trouble, rock chains by
at her and she looked at me
Then I turned on those KC lights
An' drove all night 'cause it felt so right
Her and I, man, we feel so right
I put it in
comin' tomorrow,
Maybe it's trouble and sorrow;
But we'll travel the road, sharin' our load,
Side by Side.
Through all kinds of weather,
What if
give a fuck
Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
Nigga, tell me how you want it
How do you want it? (tell me)
How does it feel?
Comin' up
this is Tanya, Tanya, this is 50"
Then slid off and left her to kick it with me
I complimented her, I said, "You had very nice lips"
With my
the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, "Long live that look on your face"
And bring on all the pretenders
Oh, well, a touch of grey
Kind of suits you anyway
That was all I had to say, and
It's alright
I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will
Rebecca Lynn grew up in Carolina
Half a mile from Tucker Cherry's farm
A quiet girl with green eyes full of fire
Her daddy's pride and all her
all the life that our love could hold
Oh no
[Chorus]
It's like we had a noose and baby without check
We pulled until it grew tighter around our
to the memories that we all had
Here's to tomorrow, let yesterday pass us by
Tonight we'll be starting all over again
And it feels like the first time
I'll
it all mean?
I had a dream
But what did it mean, what did it mean?
And I had a dream we robbed the record store
The one with the yellow door
We
shook hands
That last and final show
All those years we never had
A contract or a clash
Whatever we may be today
We owe it all to Cash
We were
and cruise
I got my windows down, and the radio up, get your radio up
Yeah she was talkin' all southern and singin' Marshall Tucker
We were falling in
extreme heat emitted from their stereos at the time of impact
We are being told by Chief Riley that each vehicle had the same mixtape blaring through their
on its way, in a black old Ford V8
Whenever you ask him all is always ok, he is selling Moonshine to make money
From Memphis to Knoxville, Tucker knows
my people on the front lines
People, my people are dyin'
And we see it all the time
Don't know where our future would be
If he's not here, how do
but we got by
I guess it's 'cause the Lord was on my Daddy's side
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
In the sweet (in the sweet) by and by
give a fuck
Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
Nigga, tell me how you want it
How do you want it? (tell me)
How does it feel?
Comin' up
like Christopher's single
If y'all don't like me then (you must hate money, money)
Guaranteed if you had it to spare
You could probably comprehend
as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic
If you had something to say
You'd write
like Christopher's single
If y'all don't like me then (you must hate money, money)
Guaranteed if you had it to spare
You could probably comprehend
You gave them all those old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
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