Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Holdin' My Own, artist - Eric Church. Album song Mr. Misunderstood, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 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 |