Kelsey Waldon - Lived and Let Go lyrics
[Kelsey Waldon - Lived and Let Go lyrics]
Woke up this morning, thought it was a dream
I can't watch the news for the life of me
Seems the seeds that we're sowin'
Are gettin' heavy to bear
Less than a dream, more like a nightmare
And the voices, they call, and they promise
They swear they're talkin' so loud
But don't get anywhere
And I'm not one to claim more than I know
But we live here and die here
Take heart 'fore you go
From the high mountain to
The old western rivers
I can hear us all singin' our own lullaby
Sinners and posers and holy rollers
We all get along in the sweet by-and-by
And I'm over the game of "who's better
Who's best"? It takes one to know one
And you know the rest
What will all the little children say?
When they wake up to find
Their dreams too far away
I hope you wake every day
When your rooster crows
Hope you rope 'em and ride
'em at your own rodeo
Hope you dance to the tune of an ol' banjo
When you leave
Hope your stone says you lived and let go
From the high mountain to
The old western rivers
I can hear us all singin' our own lullaby
Sinners and posers and holy rollers
We all get along in the sweet by-and-by
From the high mountain to
The old western rivers
I can hear us all singin' our own lullaby
Sinners and posers and holy rollers
We all get along in the sweet by-and-by
I can't watch the news for the life of me
Seems the seeds that we're sowin'
Are gettin' heavy to bear
Less than a dream, more like a nightmare
And the voices, they call, and they promise
They swear they're talkin' so loud
But don't get anywhere
And I'm not one to claim more than I know
But we live here and die here
Take heart 'fore you go
From the high mountain to
The old western rivers
I can hear us all singin' our own lullaby
Sinners and posers and holy rollers
We all get along in the sweet by-and-by
And I'm over the game of "who's better
Who's best"? It takes one to know one
And you know the rest
What will all the little children say?
When they wake up to find
Their dreams too far away
I hope you wake every day
When your rooster crows
Hope you rope 'em and ride
'em at your own rodeo
Hope you dance to the tune of an ol' banjo
When you leave
Hope your stone says you lived and let go
From the high mountain to
The old western rivers
I can hear us all singin' our own lullaby
Sinners and posers and holy rollers
We all get along in the sweet by-and-by
From the high mountain to
The old western rivers
I can hear us all singin' our own lullaby
Sinners and posers and holy rollers
We all get along in the sweet by-and-by