Queen size mattress on an old wood oak floor
And I don't see the need in closin' a screen door
I wanna hear the birds when the day finally comes
I fear all my days of bein' young are done, we're only just begun
How close can a man come to God before dyin'?
About as close as you were when you were tryin'
To shade the sun from your eyes on the creek's edge darlin'
There's a bar 'round the bend a man is bendin' blues guitarin'
When the day is done
And those neon lights call you home
You'll be beggin' of a Saviour to let you save her
The sad times of twenty-so
When the night is through
And those American girls are headed home
You'll be beggin' of your Saviour to let you save her
From the sweet nights of twenty-so
And I know how hard it is to love a boy like me
With my dry sense of humour and my reckless tendencies
But not all labour's done with hardened hands
You been chompin' at the bit, just to love an honest man
So when the day is done
And those neon lights call you home
You'll be beggin' of a Saviour to let you save her
The sad times of twenty-so
When the night is through
And those American girls are headed home
You'll be beggin' of your Saviour to let you save her
From the sweet nights of twenty-so
So when the day is done
And those neon lights call you home
You'll be beggin' for your Saviour to let you save her
The savage times of twenty-so
When the night is through
And those American girls are headed home
You'll be beggin' of your Saviour to let you save her
From the sweet nights of twenty-so
compositores: Zachary Lane Bryan
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