I appreciate y'all, yeah I really do Brought all these flowers In your black dresses and suits But y'all know me and you know the truth That ain't me in that box there in front of you Can I just get an amen and y'all just get outta here I got the best view ever now that I'm way up here Joking 'round with Jesus, catching up with Grandpa Hurry up preacher, I'm telling y'all
You should be fishing With a cold beer in your hand Instead of missing me here Y'all should be missing me there, high up in your deer stand Save my truck and save my guns And when thеy're old enough, give 'еm to my sons Don't let this stained glass shine on y'all too long today And save the roses, save the roses Don't waste them on me
Tell who you love, how much you love 'em Don't just say it, no you gotta show 'em Every chance you get, to get to know her better Remember forever don't last forever Take it from me and my brand new point of view The biggest regret of your life Won't be what you did It'll be what you didn't do
You should be fishing With a cold beer in your hand Instead of missing me here Y'all should be missing me there, high up in your deer stand Save my truck and save my guns And when they're old enough, give 'em to my sons Don't let this stained glass shine on y'all too long today Time is so precious, it ain't gonna wait
You should be fishing With a cold beer in your hand Instead of missing me here Y'all should be missing me there, high up in your deer stand Save my truck and save my guns And when they're old enough, give 'em to my sons Don't let this stained glass shine on y'all too long today And save the roses, save the roses Save the roses Don't waste them on me Don't waste them on me
Compositores: Kenneth Mobley Brice Jr (Kenneth Brice), Kyle Jacobs, Joe Leathers ECAD: Obra #22011403