Lyrics

A sad song sounds sadder On an old Gibson And it only gets better Played a thousand times Like an East Texas pine, can't pick up and run from its roots Home is still home no matter which road you choose You can't put reins on a wild palomino And you won't see an old cowboy cry Long as God's still in church, and hard work still works And this collar on my shirt's still blue I'll never stop loving you A broke heart keeps breaking Sitting at a bar The whiskey's a band-aid That just leaves more scars Like an old Georgia pine, can't pick up and run from its roots Home is still home no matter which road you choose You can't put reins on a wild palomino And you won't make a rolling stone stay Long as God's still at church, and hard work still works And that collar on my shirt's still blue I'll never stop loving you I can't change your mind, and can't change the weather And if you need some time to run free I made you a promise for worse or for better Even though missing you's killing me You can't put reins on a wild palomino And you won't see this old cowboy cry Long as God's still at church, and hard work still works And that collar on my shirt's still blue I'll never stop loving you I'll never stop loving you
Writer(s): Benjamin Simonetti, Jonathan Singleton, Zac Brown, Wyatt Durrette Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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