30 lyrics for "We'll get better"

Get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways They said, get back, honky cat You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine Get back,
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Well it don't get No better than this We got the sunshine on our face Moonshine on our lips Well around here This is as good as it gets Everybody take a sip Yeah it don't get better than this We got the summertime with my friends
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"Well, only got an hour of daylight left. Better get started" "Isn't it unsafe to travel at night?" "It'll be a lot less safe to stay here, your father's gunna pick up our trail before long" "Can Loca ride?" "Yeah, I can ride, Margaret, time to go!
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Over and over again Tell me slowly Down in your heart, you know better Same old story Nobody's buying There ain't any truth to it The fact is you're lying But I'm getting used to it Promising we'll stay together
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My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better than I? Well, I soon found out, just what she meant When I had to pawn my clothes, just to pay my
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You better get up out the way, Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, And no, I don't give a Fuck what you think and say, Cause we are gonna rock This whole place anyway. Mother fucking time to ride,
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If we go down If we go down then we go down together Let's show them we are better We'll get away with everything Let's show them we are Show them we are We were staying in Paris (if we go down) They'll say you could do anything They'll say that I was
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Got to get away Everyone inside my head They want me alive or dead You don't know better Well I've been just I've been a bug unknown I know all about it But my heart is strong I've been away
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Yeah, it's always better when we're together Well, it's always better when we're together There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart Our dreams, and they are made out of
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