Butch Walker – Let It Go Where Its Supposed To (Guitar)

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I make all my best decisions for the day that lies ahead of me, in the mornin'

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And I make all the worst decisions in the evenin, when the poison hits my mind

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Well if it's one thing that my momma said

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To lock away inside my head

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And use it when I need from time to time

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Just let it go where it's supposed to

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Let your life hang out the window to dry

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And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again

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Then I guess it was probably time

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Well my father had this moment back before fast food and strip malls ruled his town

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Oh, keep the land or sell it, 20 acres, he had always turned it down

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But as the tractors all moved in

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And I watched as he'd pretend

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Not to show it from the inside lookin out

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He said let it go where it's supposed to

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Let your life hang out the window to dry

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And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again

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Then I guess it was probably time

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Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

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Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

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Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

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Now that I'm a man myself and my father's bones are turnin' into dust

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I got a boy to raise through hell and just pray he turns out half the man he was

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When you grow and think you've seen it all

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Nothin' will prepare the fall

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Please just take these words before I'm gone

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Just let it go where it's supposed to

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Let your life hang out the window to dry

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And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again

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Then I guess it was probably time

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Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

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Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

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Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh