Thomas Rhett - Death Row (feat. Russell Dickerson, Tyler Hubbard) lyrics
[Thomas Rhett - Death Row feat. Russell Dickerson, Tyler Hubbard lyrics]
Yeah, just last week I went to prison
To see some boys down on death row
Brought some guitars and my buddies
To play some songs I thought they'd know
Yeah, I could feel myself tremblin'
When I shook one of their hands
I thought that he would be a monster
It turns out he's a whole lot like I am
Yeah, we talked huntin' we
Talked fishin' like
I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket and
Narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness 'fore
We see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from
Them boys down on death row
One of 'em's name was Johnny
Ain't touched the grass in thirty years
Maybe I ain't supposed to feel sorry, naw
But it 'bout brought me to tears
And then it hit me, we're all human
Ain't always proud of what we've done
Everybody's days are numbered
Only difference is they all know which one
We talked huntin' we talked fishin' like
I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket and
Narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness 'fore
We see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from
Them boys down on death row
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
One of 'em sang Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
With one hand raised and one
Foot chained to the ground
Yeah, he sang it like he
Knew he'd just been found
Yeah, that next week they laid
Him six feet down
Oh, oh, I can't say that he's in heaven
Who am I to judge his soul?
But Jesus don't play favorites
Ain't a name that he don't know
Yeah, I learned that and then some from
The boys down on death row
I learned all that and then some from
The boys down on death row
To see some boys down on death row
Brought some guitars and my buddies
To play some songs I thought they'd know
Yeah, I could feel myself tremblin'
When I shook one of their hands
I thought that he would be a monster
It turns out he's a whole lot like I am
Yeah, we talked huntin' we
Talked fishin' like
I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket and
Narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness 'fore
We see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from
Them boys down on death row
One of 'em's name was Johnny
Ain't touched the grass in thirty years
Maybe I ain't supposed to feel sorry, naw
But it 'bout brought me to tears
And then it hit me, we're all human
Ain't always proud of what we've done
Everybody's days are numbered
Only difference is they all know which one
We talked huntin' we talked fishin' like
I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket and
Narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness 'fore
We see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from
Them boys down on death row
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
One of 'em sang Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
With one hand raised and one
Foot chained to the ground
Yeah, he sang it like he
Knew he'd just been found
Yeah, that next week they laid
Him six feet down
Oh, oh, I can't say that he's in heaven
Who am I to judge his soul?
But Jesus don't play favorites
Ain't a name that he don't know
Yeah, I learned that and then some from
The boys down on death row
I learned all that and then some from
The boys down on death row