Oh, southern breeze knock me to my knees I believe you´re the only one who can The religious and the rest, they´ve all tried their best Well I guess some things you just don´t understand
Oh, Lord, when will the road run out I´m on the road but I´m in doubt And I don´t know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I´m willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol´ days The good ol´ days
Oh, southern pines reaching for the sky I´m convinced that I can fly beneath your shade Oh, and its all overdue spending time just me and you Mmm, the pulpit and pew where I was saved
Oh, Lord, when will the road run out
I´m on the road but I´m in doubt And I don´t know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I´m willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol´ days The good ol´ days, yeah
Oh, Lord, when will the road run out I´m on the road but I´m in doubt And I don´t know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I´m willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol´ days The good ol´ days
Oh, southern breeze knock me to my knees I believe you´re the only one who can
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