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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Story Told
A Story Told
Performer
Alexander Chaney
Alexander Chaney
Performer
Joshua Allen
Joshua Allen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Chaney
Alexander Chaney
Songwriter
Joshua Allen
Joshua Allen
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da) Little Miss Billy White Born on the 4th of November sunrise Met her when I was four to five A suddenly conscious mind Little Mister Do or Die Head in the clouds above the blue skies Haven't you learned you'll never know why You don't understand the pain in real time (real time) Where does it hurt? Mm, all over When you try and try to get it, uh You're really just beginning Where does it hurt? Mm, all over If the pain is still a given, uh You might be better off with it Could you color me blue, Miss Billy White? 'Cause you wished for rain in the daylight But have you ever met God on a Saturday night? Fighting for your life Could you color me blue, Miss Billy White? 'Cause you wished for rain in the daylight But have you ever met God on a Saturday night? Fighting for your life (Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da) Cowboy on a bull ride Born out of fear, you'll hit the bullseye Just killing my time for something outright Running a red because it felt right (felt right, felt right) When it hurts so good, you could die right there Create a paradise where nothing can compare Please help me, Miss Billy White 'Cause I'm a little Mister Do or Die Where does it hurt? Mm, all over (all over) When you try and try to get it, uh You're really just beginning Where does it hurt? Mm, all over If the pain is still a given, uh You might be better off with it Could you color me blue, Miss Billy White? 'Cause you wished for rain in the daylight But have you ever met God on a Saturday night? Fighting for your life Could you color me blue, Miss Billy White? 'Cause you wished for rain in the daylight But have you ever met God on a Saturday night? Fighting for your life Where does it hurt? Mm, all over When you try and try to get it You're really just beginning Where does it hurt? Mm, where does it hurt? Mm, where does it hurt? (Pain is still a given, uh) (You might be better off with it) Little Miss Billy White Born on the 4th of November sunrise Met her when I was four to five A suddenly conscious mind Could you color me blue, Miss Billy White? 'Cause you wished for rain in the daylight But have you ever met God on a Saturday night? Fighting for your life Could you color me blue, Miss Billy White? 'Cause you wished for rain in the daylight But have you ever met God on a Saturday night? (Saturday night) Fighting for your life
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