作词 : Ben Johnson/Blake Pendergrass/Josh Thompson
作曲 : Ben Johnson/Blake Pendergrass/Josh Thompson
I was a bad reputation, with an attitude to match
Hell, man, I'm goin' nowhere, and gettin' there lyin' fast
Twenty-one lookin' thirty, but actin' half my age
Bound to hit a wall before I ever hit the brakes
*******, it got Elvis
Whiskey, it got Hank
Always thought somethin' like that might send me on my way
But you took hold of me, like only woman can
And gave all the reasons to live, to a set on dyin' man
When a Friday meets a Sunday
You can't help but see the light
I never believe in angels
'Till one believed me in that night
Turned my off-track into a straight line
Before I turned into a headline
*******, it got Elvis
Whiskey, it got Hank
Always thought somethin' like that might send me on my way
But you took hold of me, like only woman can
And gave all the reasons to live, to a set on dyin' man
Woah-oh
Turn a wrong way man one-eighty
Settle down and give another
Yeah, you changed what changed me
So the world won't see another
*******, it got Elvis
Whiskey, it got Hank
Always thought somethin' like that might send me on my way
But you took hold of me, like only woman can
And gave all the reasons to live, to a set on dyin' man
A sad old dyin' man