There's an ol' yellow hound on the front porch
Sleepin' and twitchin' his ears
Dreaming 'bout some old rabbity run
But he ain't been hunting in years
And there's a '57 Chevy out back
Covered in briars and weeds
She ain't been raced since '78
When me and Bubba slid her into some trees
When I close my eyes I can still recall
Kids in the front yard playin' kickball
Fallin' down hard, skinnin' my knee
Hearnin' my momma say to me:
Son, everythings be okay.
Tears were made to wash the hurt away.
Life is full of these kind of days
Everythings gonna be okay.
Well there's a tire swing swayin' back and forth
Twirlin' around in the wind
And I'd take me a ride if the rope watn't tied up high on a rotten limb
And from the mailbox back to the barbwire fence
This used to be my domain
Somethin' draws me here when I'm feelin' low
It's kinda hard for me to explain
When I close my eyes I can still recall
Kids in the front yard playin' kickball
Fallin' down hard, skinnin' my knee
Hearnin' my momma say to me:
Son, everythings be okay.
Tears were made to wash the hurt away.
Life is full of these kind of days
Everythings gonna be okay.
Well this mornin' lookin' in the mirror
Gave me a shiver'n chill
The lines in my face were deeper
I try to act like it's no big deal
When I close my eyes I can still recall
Kids in the front yard playin' kickball
Fallin' down hard, skinnin' my knee
Hearnin' my momma say to me:
Son, everythings be okay.
Tears were made to wash the hurt away.
Life is full of these kind of days
Everythings gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.

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