Tekster:
Zac Brown Band You Get What You Give

the one that got away "son i missed my chance Don't you let regret take place of the dreams you have to chase ask her to dance.... go on son you might

you go When you leave me all these nights With a suitcase and guitar in your hand? Kissing me and mom goodbye with a tear and a smile, Where do you go

You know my old car needs washing And the front yard needs a trim And the telephone keeps ringing And the bossman knows I know it's him And the bills

you've done. Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving. There's got to be a bottle in the back. Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving. Got to get this devil off

bruises on my knees How they would be the map that leads where we need to be And oh that storm came down Forty days, forty nights Who knows What the

leave you cold And know you're not the only ship out on the ocean Save your strength for things that you can change Forgive the ones you can't You gotta

own kind of paradise Come on in the water it's nice Find yourself a little slice Grab a backpack of lies You never know until you try When you lose yourself You

leave you cold And know you're not the only ship out on the ocean Save your strength for things that you can change Forgive the ones you can't You gotta

: You know my old car needs washing And the front yard needs a trim And the telephone keeps ringing And the bossman knows I know its him And the bills