Lyrics

I'd be running round and round and round Pockets turned inside out in this no name town But you taught me to keep my head up and hustle hard So here I am, a grown up man with a loving heart Ain't trying to be the Next Big Thing out in Nashville Ain't trying to write another anthem Another Wagon Wheel I'm sorry it took so long for me to write this song I was waiting all along for you to right the wrong Thanks to you. Thanks to you I'd still be out there chasing beers and whiskey Wondering about love and who I might be Then you kissed me on the front porch after the show Looking back I'm so glad I didn't say no Ain't trying to be the Next Big Thing out in Nashville Ain't trying to write another anthem, another Wagon Wheel I'm sorry it took so long for me to write this song I was waiting all along for you to right the wrong Thanks to you. Thanks to you Saturday nights with the boys used to be so rough I used to snooze in bed till Sunday Football kickoff Now waking up to you my son every morning Sure gives my life, sure gives my life A damn good meaning And I'm sorry it took so long for me to write this song I was waiting all along for you to right the wrong Yeah I'm sorry it took so long for me to write this song I'm sorry it took so long but I finally wrote this song Thanks to you Thanks to you. Thanks to you Baby laughters
Writer(s): Guillaume Pelchat, Maxime Bergeron, Po Marchildon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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