Rodney Atkins - Lifelines текст песни

I packed up my pickup at seventeen

With Uncle Bob's old Martin guitar and a dream

Went from singing in church

To singing for tips in a honky tonk



Said I became a Jukebox flash

Play anything from Zeppelin to Cash

As the hard headed, hard living

Cover singing, cover of my own self



Forgot who I was and where I was from

Then early one morning, my daddy showed up



Lifelines, where would we be without lifelines?

When we're lost at sea, the devil's got you thinking

That the boat ain't sinking but your boots are getting wet

That's the thing about lifelines



It tell you the truth

When you won't reach out, they grab a hold of you

You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime

Thank God for lifelines



These days I call home every Sunday afternoon

Mama always says, "Well, I was just thinking about you

How's my favorite son?" Say you mean your only one?

Oh, I'm good, almost as good as your gravy



She said, "Your sister stops by with the kids every day"

The divorce has been tough, they're gonna be okay


Your daddy keeps them busy watching on the water

Let's them cast their cares away"



Then she said, "Son, I know you gotta make money

But don't forget to make time to slow down

Stop by, have a real piece of pie" Yeah



Lifelines, where would we be without lifelines?

When we're lost at sea, the devil's got you thinking

That the boat ain't sinking but your boots are getting wet

That's the thing about lifelines



It tell you the truth

And when you won't reach out, they grab a hold of you

You're lucky to find a few in a lifetime

So thank God for lifelines



Where would we be without lifelines?

When we're lost at sea, the devil's got you thinking

That the boat ain't sinking but your boots are sure getting wet

That's the thing about lifelines



It tell you the truth

When you won't reach out, they grab a hold of you

You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime

So thank God for lifelines



Whoa ooh whoa

Thank God for lifelines