Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Doug Folkins
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Doug Folkins
Autoría
Michael Painchaud
Autoría
Letra
Everything’s changing
County on the dial ’s losing its twang
I do a lot less fishing
But God I love it just the same
Line in the water
And a cold beer in my hand
I call this living
Yeah living in the promised land
Some things don’t change
Like the pride in my family name
The sound of a tin roof drumming in the summer rain
Whiskey still burns
Sunday’s are made for church
Your word’s worth more than gold at the end of the day
Yeah somethings
Something’s ain’t made to change
Chevys and Fords
They don’t make ‘em here no more
There’s a lot less dirt road
But I still drive my four by four
Find a little gravel
Light it up on Friday night
Some things don’t change
Like the pride in my family name
The sound of a tin roof drumming in the summer rain
Whiskey still burns
Sunday’s are made for church
Your word’s worth more than gold at the end of the day
Yeah somethings
Something’s ain’t made to change
Sun comes up - time winds down
Live the best you can till they put you in the ground
Sun comes up, yeah - time winds down
Live the best you can till they put you in the ground
Some things don’t change
Like the pride in my family name
The sound of a tin roof drumming in the summer rain
Whiskey still burns
Sunday’s are made for church
Your word’s worth more than gold at the end of the day
Yeah somethings
Yeah something’s ain’t made to change
Written by: Doug Folkins, Michael Painchaud
