Lyrics

There's an ol' yellow hound on the front porch Sleepin' and twitchin' his ears Dreaming 'bout some old rabbity run But he ain't been hunting in years And there's a '57 Chevy out back Covered in briars and weeds She ain't been raced since '78 When me and Bubba slid her into some trees When I close my eyes I can still recall Kids in the front yard playin' kickball Fallin' down hard, skinnin' my knee Hearnin' my momma say to me: "Son, everything's be okay. Tears were made to wash the hurt away. Life is full of these kind of days Everything's gonna be okay." Well there's a tire swing swayin' back and forth Twirlin' around in the wind And I'd take me a ride if the rope watn't tied up high on a rotten limb And from the mailbox back to the barbwire fence This used to be my domain Somethin' draws me here when I'm feelin' low It's kinda hard for me to explain When I close my eyes I can still recall Kids in the front yard playin' kickball Fallin' down hard, skinnin' my knee Hearnin' my momma say to me: "Son, everything's be okay. Tears were made to wash the hurt away. Life is full of these kind of days Everything's gonna be okay." Well this mornin' lookin' in the mirror Gave me a shiver'n chill The lines in my face were deeper I try to act like it's no big deal When I close my eyes I can still recall Kids in the front yard playin' kickball Fallin' down hard, skinnin' my knee Hearnin' my momma say to me: "Son, everything's be okay. Tears were made to wash the hurt away. Life is full of these kind of days Everything's gonna be okay." Everything's gonna be okay. Everything's gonna be okay. Everything's gonna be okay.
Writer(s): Allen Shamblin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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