Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Holdin' My Own , by - Eric Church. Song from the album Mr. Misunderstood, in the genre КантриRelease date: 10.11.2015
Record label: EMI Records Nashville
Song language: English
Holdin' My Own |
| Always been a fighter scrapper and a clawer |
| Used up some luck in lawyers |
| Like huck from tom sawyer jumped on my raft |
| And shoved off chasing my dreams |
| Reeling in big fishes |
| I had some hits a few big misses |
| I gave em hell and got a few stitches |
| And these days I show off my scars |
| With one arm around my baby |
| And one arm around my boys |
| A heart that’s still pretty crazy |
| And a head that hates the noise |
| If the world comes knockin |
| Tell em I’m not home |
| I’m finally holdin my own |
| I’ve burned up the fast lane |
| Dodging drugs and divorce |
| If I’m proof of anything |
| God sure loves troubadour |
| Sometimes late at night |
| I miss the smoke and neon |
| Sneak out of bed grab a six string |
| Play what’s still turnin me on |
| Like that tight old time rock n roll |
| Or that right down home country gold |
| I miss blues and soul |
| But not more than I miss being home |
| With one arm around my baby |
| And one arm around my boys |
| A heart that’s still pretty crazy |
| And a head that got sick of the noise |
| If the world comes knockin |
| Wondering where I’ve gone |
| Tell em I’m holdin my own |
| Till I run out of time |
| I’m gonna spend the rest of mine |
| With one arm around my baby |
| And one arm around my boys |
| A heart that’s still pretty crazy |
| And a head that just got sick of the noise |
| If the world comes knockin |
| Tell em I’m not home |
| Finally holdin my own |
| And when my time on earth is done |
| I want they write it on my stone |
| I lived loved and died holdin my own |
| I lived loved and died holdin my own |