Son Of A Gun

Tumbledown

these faded jeans have seen some better days
under the sun, burnin' ablaze
the bright day we met in the spring of '01
I tried to pull your heart strings just like pullin' a gun

cause my days are numbered, my days are done
my daddy was a pistol and I'm just a son of a gun

save me some land there, cause I'm on my way
where there's no heartache, a simple place to stay

It's not so bad here cause I ain't alone
It's been a long road home

meet me where the tall grass grows
and I'll pull you close
meet me where the tall grass grows
and you'll know

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