Miranda Lambert - Good Ol' Days lyrics

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 it's 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