[ Featuring Wade Bowen ]
After one night in San Marcos
Some 15 years ago
We had us a hell raising time
So we took it on the road
Broke and damn near homeless
Lost and stumbling around
But I think that when you struggle
That's when you find your sound
I've seen love come and go
Lost some friends along the way
Had nobody at our shows
And nights we didn't get paid
There's been bar tabs and b.s
Choices, good and bad
But it's all part of the story and the damn good luck we've had
Well we're not sure how we got here
But somehow we stuck around
Some days I feel like we can fly
And some days I think we'll drown
I guess what they say is true
All you need is one good friend
And in the next life, we wanna be ourselves again
Buddy what was it like to play the Opry?
Well, you tell me man, you've been there
You know I had to have a few drinks of courage
Yeah, me too, I was nervous as hell
And remember the Houston Rodeo
The time I opened up for The King
Yeah, man we made some damn fine memories
I know, sometimes it's hard to believe
I'm not sure how we got here
But somehow we stuck around
Some days I feel like we can fly
Some days I think we'll drown
I guess what they say is true
All you need is one good friend
And in the next life, we wanna be ourselves again
My daddy is a hell raising, good timing man
I was born the son of a preacher singing all those hymns
Got a little of both mixed up, somewhere in these songs
But right or wrong, I know they're proud of what we have become
We're not sure how we got here
But somehow we stuck around
Some days I feel like we can fly
Some days I think we'll drown
I guess what they say is true
All you need is one good friend
In the next life, we wanna be ourselves again
I guess what they say is true
All you need is one good friend
In the next life, we wanna be ourselves again
Yeah, in the next life, we wanna be ourselves again
