Well I don't drink as much as I used to, lately it just ain't my style,And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to, they pass quickly like
when I was achild,
And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin
down,In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have
found,It keeps my feet on the ground,
flow like the breeze through yourmind,When nothin appears in a hurry, to make up for someone's lost time,
And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the sun goin
down,In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the life I have
found,It keeps my feet on the ground,
(add-lib Lead)And some how I've learned how to listen, for a sound like the breeze
dyin down,In the magic the mornin is bringin, there's a song for the friend I have
found,She keeps my feet on the ground, she keeps my feet on the ground.
Composição: Rodney Crowell.
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