Yesterday you came to lift me up As light as straw and brittle as a bird Today I weigh less than a shadow on the wall Just one more whisper of a voice unheard Tomorrow leave the windows open As fear grows please hold me in your arms Won't you help me if

I just wanna party We blowin' smoke in the air, drinkin' ice cold beer Got ya girl in my ear sayin' Go white girl, its ya birthday Yelawolf mane and Gucci Yeah (burr) Holleratche mane So I got this twelve pack (burr) Got ya girl in my ear sayin', I just

I gave my blood and I gave my soul I stood my ground and I took control The legend's growing as the story's told Yeah, I'm satisfied Yeah, until the day I die I pledge allegiance to the state, of rock and roll I know that heaven's gonna wait Looking back

Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love You know I like my chicken fried Well I was raised up

How are you still holding on? One day it's here and then it's gone On your own Through the eyes of someone else You and everybody else What's it all about You've felt this way for far too long Waiting for a change to come You know you're not the only one

But I thank you for the love I need today I'm sorry for the love you lost today I'd like to try to forget the times Have changed and we all live and die Plastic soldiers I just want to sleep with a smile tonight I don't want to talk about the hungry

Is there life beyond the grave? And will I make the same mistakes, day after day? There must be a better way I know that one of these days I'll finally see you face to face at the golden gates Will you take me or will I fade into the grave? Forgive me

I didn't know what time it was Then I met you. Oh, what a lovely time it was, How sublime it was too! You hold my hand. Warm like the month of May it was, And I'll say it was grand. Grand to be alive, to be young,

John Deere lunch kid and a thermos full of Kool Aid September harvest and I missed another school day 14 hours worth of dirt and there were lessons learned Waist deep in those fields of gold 7 tons of steel and a twelve year old Working hard just to keep

I'm for the birds (I'm for the birds) Old dogs sleeping at your feet I'm for the girls with the curls and the curves I'm for questions I'm for freedom Celebrating every season For what it's worth I'm against the days When the skies stay bummer-grey