Late July

I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living And love is at its finest when times are hard And may your lady always keep you from the vices you've been after May the Lord always love you where you are I'm heading down the road, I guess Another good time I'll regret But I wish that I was coming home to you Late July, oh, my, all in good time Praying that my girl is fine Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof I hope your sunsets always bleed red And your family's always well fed And the song stuck in your head Plays all night Heading down the road, I guess Another good time I'll regret But I wish that I was coming home to you Late July, oh, my, all in good time Praying that my girl is fine Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof Heading down the road, I guess Another good time I'll regret But I wish that I was coming home to you Late July, oh, my, all in good time Praying that my girl is fine Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof