歌曲 | Ain't the Way I Wanna Go Out |
歌手 | Craig Morgan |
专辑 | My Kind of Livin' |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Morgan, Owens, Yeary | |
Ol' Jimmy, a real hard worker, loadin' trucks at the Feed and Save. | |
Well-liked, a really nice fella: that's why it's hard to believe. | |
One day, two counties over, he got caught with another man's wife. | |
Shots fired, smoke cleared: her husband took Jimmy's life. | |
In an instant, all the good stuff he'd ever done was all gone. | |
Now everybody just remembers the one thing that he did wrong. | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain't the way that I wanna go out. | |
Rob Jenkins, sittin' on the back pew: head bowed an' his eyes closed. | |
Preacher talkin' 'bout gettin' to Heaven, said: "Brother would you like to go?" | |
White knuckles holdin' his Hymnal, while the choir sang Amazing Grace. | |
He stands up, full of conviction: turns 'round an' runs out of that place. | |
Off in his truck, says to himself: "Next Sunday, I'm a-gonna get saved." | |
Runs a red light, hit broadside an' next Sunday is way too late. | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain't the way that I wanna go out. | |
I'm gonna do right, an' make sure I ask forgiveness before I go: | |
I'm gonna take time, 'cause it's a fine line, | |
Between here an' "You never know." | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain't the way that I wanna go out. | |
That ain't the way that I wanna go out. | |
No I don't wanna go out. |
zuo qu : Morgan, Owens, Yeary | |
Ol' Jimmy, a real hard worker, loadin' trucks at the Feed and Save. | |
Wellliked, a really nice fella: that' s why it' s hard to believe. | |
One day, two counties over, he got caught with another man' s wife. | |
Shots fired, smoke cleared: her husband took Jimmy' s life. | |
In an instant, all the good stuff he' d ever done was all gone. | |
Now everybody just remembers the one thing that he did wrong. | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
Rob Jenkins, sittin' on the back pew: head bowed an' his eyes closed. | |
Preacher talkin' ' bout gettin' to Heaven, said: " Brother would you like to go?" | |
White knuckles holdin' his Hymnal, while the choir sang Amazing Grace. | |
He stands up, full of conviction: turns ' round an' runs out of that place. | |
Off in his truck, says to himself: " Next Sunday, I' m agonna get saved." | |
Runs a red light, hit broadside an' next Sunday is way too late. | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
I' m gonna do right, an' make sure I ask forgiveness before I go: | |
I' m gonna take time, ' cause it' s a fine line, | |
Between here an' " You never know." | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
No I don' t wanna go out. |
zuò qǔ : Morgan, Owens, Yeary | |
Ol' Jimmy, a real hard worker, loadin' trucks at the Feed and Save. | |
Wellliked, a really nice fella: that' s why it' s hard to believe. | |
One day, two counties over, he got caught with another man' s wife. | |
Shots fired, smoke cleared: her husband took Jimmy' s life. | |
In an instant, all the good stuff he' d ever done was all gone. | |
Now everybody just remembers the one thing that he did wrong. | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
Rob Jenkins, sittin' on the back pew: head bowed an' his eyes closed. | |
Preacher talkin' ' bout gettin' to Heaven, said: " Brother would you like to go?" | |
White knuckles holdin' his Hymnal, while the choir sang Amazing Grace. | |
He stands up, full of conviction: turns ' round an' runs out of that place. | |
Off in his truck, says to himself: " Next Sunday, I' m agonna get saved." | |
Runs a red light, hit broadside an' next Sunday is way too late. | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
I' m gonna do right, an' make sure I ask forgiveness before I go: | |
I' m gonna take time, ' cause it' s a fine line, | |
Between here an' " You never know." | |
You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye, | |
It can all turn around. | |
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years, | |
Without 20 seconds from right now, | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
That ain' t the way that I wanna go out. | |
No I don' t wanna go out. |