歌词
作曲 : Luke Combs/Dan Isbell/Reid Isbell
Son, someday you'll find yourself turnin' sixteen
You'll turn the key, keep 'em ten and two
Till I fade from your rearview
You'll hit the two-lane straightaway and crank your radio
Drop that hammer down to the floor
Just to see how fast she'll go
And you'll smile, thinkin' I don't know
But I know
All the chances you'll take, the wrong turns you'll make
The hearts, and the rules, and the bones you'll break
'Cause you got somethin' to prove
All the trouble you'll chase
All the hell you'll raise
Every single day, I pray that I'll get through
To the me part of you
You'll turn off that highway, down her county road
Feel heartbreak for the first time
'Cause that ain't your truck in her drive
You'll wanna grab that bottle off my bottom shelf
You'll turn it up till you think it helps
But boy, don't do that to yourself
You'll cry, thinkin' I don't know
But I know
All the chances you'll take, the wrong turns you'll make
The hearts, and the rules, and the bones you'll break
'Cause you got somethin' to prove
All the trouble you'll chase
All the hell you'll raise
Every single day, I pray that I'll get through
To the me part of you
Yeah, I rode the same road
Boy, I been in your boots
Yeah, I know me and I know you
And all the chances you'll take, the wrong turns you'll make
The hearts, and the rules, and the bones you'll break
'Cause you got somethin' to prove
All the trouble you'll chase
And all the hell you'll raise
Every single day, I pray that I'll get through
To the me part of you
The me part of you