Lyrics

Climbed up in this ol' deer stand, first frost on the ground, gun in my hand Through the yellow and the red leaves on the trees, I could see that sun coming up 'Cause ever since, me and you've been gone I've been needing me a day to get away to make sense of it all 28's way too young These woods have always made me feel a little bit closer to heaven I felt like I could feel you as I told myself you better start living Like it's the last cold beer that you're ever gonna drink Like the last Friday night song you're ever gonna sing Like the last large mouth you'll have hooked on a line Before it's your time Like it's the last dirt road that you'll ever roll down Like the last "love you son" that you'll wrap your arms around Cause today is the day that you can't get back Make it last Like it's your last (woo-ooh) It's funny how this world's got a way of stopping you in your tracks Putting things into place No, you don't wanna waste one minute You gotta live it Like it's the last cold beer that you're ever gonna drink Like the last Friday night song you're ever gonna sing Like the last large mouth you'll have hooked on a line Before it's your time Like it's the last dirt road that you'll ever roll down Like the last "love you son" that you'll wrap your arms around 'Cause today's the day that you can't get back Make it last Like it's your last Like it's the last cup of coffee with your old man Like the last big buck you'll ever hold in your hands Like the last phone call that you'll ever call home Before your name's in stone Like it's the last dirt road that you'll ever roll down Like the last love you son that you'll wrap your arms around 'Cause today's a day you can't get back Make it last Like it's your last (woo-ooh) Oh, like it's your last (woo-ooh)
Writer(s): Lynn Hutton, Adam Sanders, Jacob Paul Rice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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