Raised to Pray คอร์ด Tyler Farr
Smoking Swishers like we just don't care Holding 99 cent lighters way up in the airDrowning fears with the King of Beers 'til we wasn't scar...
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เนื้อร้องเพลง Raised to Pray ของ Tyler Farr
Smoking Swishers like we just don't care Holding 99 cent lighters way up in the air
Drowning fears with the King of Beers 'til we wasn't scared To talk to the girl on the rusted
out fender I remember stealing pallets just to build us a fire Out in a field full of whiskey,
weeds, and wine Running on empty but I never got tired Of keeping mama up all night
and making daddy wanna kick my ass
* We were going nowhere fast Living for the moment, not thinking ahead or looking back
From the outside looking in We might have been a little rough around the edges
But the devil couldn't catch us 'cause, hey, at the end of the day We were raised to pray
Sure owe a lot to that old King James Under the seat with my last name On the cover of it,
should have opened it more Instead of letting it slide around on the truck floor
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We were washed in the blood Covered in mud Holding onto anything that felt like love
Come hell or high water we wouldn't let it go
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