'Cause I'm feelin' way too damn good 'Cause something's gotta go wrong Feelin' way too damn good And it's like Every time I turn around I fall in love and find my heart face down And where it lands is when it should This time it's like The two of us

They all want to switch on me Now they want to switch on me Now that I have grown Now they wanna switch on me They don't want to talk now Switch up, switch up Where was they at way back? Couch is where I slept at Never am I gon' go back

You better hope you're not alone It will defeat you then teach you to get back up After it takes away all that You learn to love Higher than your heart Hope you're not alone Your shadow walks faster than you

Runaway baby like a runaway train Runaway and never look back Like a train comin' off the tracks Well, I sold my guitar for a diamond ring Yeah the preacher's daughter's got a thing for me With all of our stuff in a pick up truck Yeah we're headed out

So far so good Don't over think about it So don't turn back All we all we all know All we all we don't know It's been hard Trying to find the best of it I'm always hung up on the risk

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who knows Forty days, forty nights What the thunder and lightning will bring Maybe the storm will cover my dreams Maybe the sun will shine no more Which way the wind is blowing And when we look back on these things We won't cry no more

Yeah, it all comes back to love (na, na, na) I don't know why we even tried this in the first place But it all comes back to love 'Cause it all comes back to love (Na, na, na, na) I been tryna to do my best in the worst way Yeah, it all comes back to

(Dust'n'bone) An' that's all right That's all right Dust n' bones She loved him yesterday He lost his mind today He left it out back on the highway Yesterday's over

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

Well, that mean old dirty Frisco And that low down Santa Fe Mean old Frisco and that low down Santa Fe You know they take my girl away Lord, and they blow back out on me Well, my mama, she done told me And my papa told me too Mama told me and my papa