Zach Bryan - Pink Skies
Дата добавления: 19 апреля 2025
Формат: mp3
Исполнители: Zach Bryan
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The kids are in town for a funeral
So pack the car and dry your eyes,
I know they got plenty of young blood left in em,
And plenty nights under pink skies
You taught em to enjoy.
So clean the house,
Clear the drawers,
Mop the floors,
Stand tall
Like no ones ever been here
Before or at all,
And don't you mention all the inches
That are scraped on the door frame,
We all know you tip toed up to 4'1 back in '08.
If you could see em now,
You'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies.
Your funeral was beautiful,
I bet god heard you coming!
The kids are in town for a funeral,
And the grass all smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging.
I'm that kid out on the river,
You bailed him out,
Never said a thing about Jesus or the way he's living.
If you could see em now,
You'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies.
Your funeral was beautiful,
I bet god heard you coming!
If you could see em now,
You'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies.
Your funeral was beautiful,
I bet god heard you coming!
The kids are in town for a funeral
So pack the car and dry your eyes,
I know they got plenty young blood left in em,
And plenty nights under pink skies
You taught em to enjoy.
So pack the car and dry your eyes,
I know they got plenty of young blood left in em,
And plenty nights under pink skies
You taught em to enjoy.
So clean the house,
Clear the drawers,
Mop the floors,
Stand tall
Like no ones ever been here
Before or at all,
And don't you mention all the inches
That are scraped on the door frame,
We all know you tip toed up to 4'1 back in '08.
If you could see em now,
You'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies.
Your funeral was beautiful,
I bet god heard you coming!
The kids are in town for a funeral,
And the grass all smells the same as the day you broke your arm swinging.
I'm that kid out on the river,
You bailed him out,
Never said a thing about Jesus or the way he's living.
If you could see em now,
You'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies.
Your funeral was beautiful,
I bet god heard you coming!
If you could see em now,
You'd be proud
But you'd think they's yuppies.
Your funeral was beautiful,
I bet god heard you coming!
The kids are in town for a funeral
So pack the car and dry your eyes,
I know they got plenty young blood left in em,
And plenty nights under pink skies
You taught em to enjoy.
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