Kane Brown, Blake Shelton - Different Man lyrics
Blake Shelton [Blake Tollison Shelton] Ada, Oklahoma, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kane Brown, Blake Shelton - Different Man lyrics]
Born a life, 9 to 5
Gonna work 'till you die
Gonna hurt
Gonna learn to take it like a man
Find a girl, make a wife
Dig a fence, paint it white
What if I had another plan?
But what if I was made for the stage
What if I was made for the lights
What if I was chosen to write the stories
Wasn't built to work the line
Oh, what if I was different
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Would I wanna be different?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Man, it's cold, crack a dawn
Hear that old rooster crow
Coffees on and ain't it never gonna change
Another night, samefight
Same girl, same guy
What if I wanna break the mundane
What if I was made for the stage
What if I was made for the lights
What if I was chosen to write the stories
Wasn't built to work the line
Oh, what if I was different
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Would I wanna be different?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Feels like I'm stuck in this rut
Tryin' to spin my way out, I can't figure it out
Don't know how
How I'm supposed to tell mama and daddy
Without them mad at me but I'm breaking down
I'm breaking down
But what if I was made for the stage
What if I was made for the lights
What if I was chosen to write the stories
Wasn't built to work the line
Oh, what if I was different
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Would I wanna be different?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I wanna be different (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I wanna be different (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Gonna work 'till you die
Gonna hurt
Gonna learn to take it like a man
Find a girl, make a wife
Dig a fence, paint it white
What if I had another plan?
But what if I was made for the stage
What if I was made for the lights
What if I was chosen to write the stories
Wasn't built to work the line
Oh, what if I was different
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Would I wanna be different?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Man, it's cold, crack a dawn
Hear that old rooster crow
Coffees on and ain't it never gonna change
Another night, samefight
Same girl, same guy
What if I wanna break the mundane
What if I was made for the stage
What if I was made for the lights
What if I was chosen to write the stories
Wasn't built to work the line
Oh, what if I was different
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Would I wanna be different?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Feels like I'm stuck in this rut
Tryin' to spin my way out, I can't figure it out
Don't know how
How I'm supposed to tell mama and daddy
Without them mad at me but I'm breaking down
I'm breaking down
But what if I was made for the stage
What if I was made for the lights
What if I was chosen to write the stories
Wasn't built to work the line
Oh, what if I was different
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Would I wanna be different?
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I wanna be different (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I wanna be different (Whoa, whoa, whoa)