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lyrics
This one takes me back to my childhood
When the days were so long spent playin in the wood
This kid was born / In the middle of a thunderstorm /
I heard thats a battle for your soul / I think I know
Who won that fight / my mom was in labor all damn night / But she came out alive / and so did I around 6:45
In the a m / start to prayin / to bless their child with the grace and the patience /Nobody knew that I was tryin to make it rappin / back then it was a good knee slappin / But now clap to the beat / strap on my guit / play a few strings and I happen to see / My whole life in front of me
So let me soak it up
Growin up I had all the average issues / Acne, I was scrawny, cheap shoes / at least I had a dad that tried teachin me how to play the blues / His son didn’t catch on too quick / Took him 25 years to write his own licks / but now like a glove it just fits / like a post it note ya know sometimes it sticks / all that time that I wasted on fear / and all them nights with a belly full of beer whoo and shots of liquor / Now day by day the flow is gettin slicker / this be the play by play of my ticker / blood form the branch couldn’t be any thicker / In the dark / thats when I spark / up my fire then I embark
But I’m not goin back to my childhood
When days were so long spent playing in the wood
Innocence was a bliss
The world too big to be understood
And you can’t get it back oh your childhood
credits
released June 2, 2018
Artwork in collaboration with Stephen Kavanaugh