Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Better Days, artist - Uncle Kracker. Album song Double Wide, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 12.06.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, LAVA
Song language: English
Better Days |
| 85 miles out of Nashville, thinkin’bout |
| the way things change |
| Try an keep it by the reigns |
| I’m a lone drifter, big money flipper |
| Take anything you got on the rocks in snifter |
| I missed her in Kentucky, went down to Louisiana |
| I never had no lovin’like I had in Alabama |
| A man of my word ain’t out to hurt nobody |
| I’m just a M C to keep the boogie in the party |
| Been singin’lodi dodi since 84 |
| and I’ll be singin lodi dodi 'til I’m 84 |
| I couldn’t ask for more, life’s been sweet |
| So you can save the planet, |
| I’ll save your seat |
| BRIDGE |
| I been gone for weeks, I ain’t slept days |
| I can’t find myself in this self made maze |
| It’s been so long since I’ve been fine |
| I’m just tryin’to see the bottom of this bottle of wine |
| And I know I’ll see better days |
| Well I know you’ll see things my way |
| I never thought about change until |
| Spend a little time where time stodd still |
| Been lookin’for a mill but I keep comin’up shy |
| I been a broke fool, I ain’t tryin’to be that guy |
| Wanna ride like lightning, roll like thunder |
| I’m tryin to get some money, I ain’t getting any younger |
| At times I wonder, at times I won’t |
| Sometimes I give a fuck but most times I don’t |
| …even care, through stained glass windows these eyes stare |
| I try to stay straight but it’s kickin’my ass |
| Every time I look ahead I get a glimpse of the past |
| I sit half mass like a soldier’s flag |
| That’s why my left leg limps and my Dickies sag |
| It’s been so long since I’ve been fine |
| I’m just tryin’to see the bottom of this bottle of wine |
| And I know I’ll see better days |
| Well I know you’ll see things my way |
| And I know I’ll see better days |
| Well I know you’ll see things my way |
| Weel I been around this crooked land |
| I come across walks, I shook Jim Beam’s hand |
| I got no plans and no place to go It keep getting harder to just say no I see the people laugh and people cry |
| That’s how some live and that’s how some die |
| Well me myself I’m gonna sit right here |
| And I’m a watch this world break down in tears |
| All my fears and dark grey skies |
| Couldn’t crack my smile or break my stride |
| Got too much pride, I got too much shout |
| I might be down but I still ain’t out |
| Got too much time and that’s all I have |
| When I leave this world I’ll still be sad |
| It’s been so long since I’ve been fine |
| I’m just tryin; |
| to see the bottom of this bottle of wine |
| And I know I’ll see better days |
| Well I know you’ll see things my way |
| And I know I’ll see better days |
| Well I know you’ll see things my way |