Sellin' Cars
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โฑ๏ธ 3:12 duration
๐ ID: 9074923
๐ Lyrics
Working on commission on a pre-owned lot
I was east Georgia wishing I'd make a living with a flat top
I knew my heart couldn't put roots down here
The night I saw Chief live-sing "Lightning" my senior year
And oh, that's how it goes
The start of the story that's still getting told
And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
Weekend neon all night scene
And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
Or the new songs that I'm playing
There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
I traded higher education for a tip jar degree
Let my momma down and doubled down on me
My back home buddies say they don't see me any more
Now that I'm selling songs instead of selling Fords
And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
Weekend neon all night scene
And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
Or the new songs that I'm playing
There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
I traded in that Monday to Sunday
And that nine to five for a maybe someday
I'd hear my songs on them radio waves
And stand in that circle on the Opry stage
And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
Weekend neon all night scene
And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
Or the new songs that I'm playing
There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
Even if this town gets around to breaking my heart
But it still beats the hell out of sellin' cars
Yeah, selling old used cars
I was east Georgia wishing I'd make a living with a flat top
I knew my heart couldn't put roots down here
The night I saw Chief live-sing "Lightning" my senior year
And oh, that's how it goes
The start of the story that's still getting told
And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
Weekend neon all night scene
And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
Or the new songs that I'm playing
There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
I traded higher education for a tip jar degree
Let my momma down and doubled down on me
My back home buddies say they don't see me any more
Now that I'm selling songs instead of selling Fords
And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
Weekend neon all night scene
And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
Or the new songs that I'm playing
There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
I traded in that Monday to Sunday
And that nine to five for a maybe someday
I'd hear my songs on them radio waves
And stand in that circle on the Opry stage
And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
Weekend neon all night scene
And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
Or the new songs that I'm playing
There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
Even if this town gets around to breaking my heart
But it still beats the hell out of sellin' cars
Yeah, selling old used cars
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.71] Working on commission on a pre-owned lot
[00:12.07] I was east Georgia wishing I'd make a living with a flat top
[00:16.39] I knew my heart couldn't put roots down here
[00:19.32] The night I saw Chief live-sing "Lightning" my senior year
[00:24.17] And oh, that's how it goes
[00:26.90] The start of the story that's still getting told
[00:32.05] And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
[00:35.94] Weekend neon all night scene
[00:39.76] And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
[00:44.77] Or the new songs that I'm playing
[00:46.88] There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
[00:52.45] But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
[01:03.07] I traded higher education for a tip jar degree
[01:07.57] Let my momma down and doubled down on me
[01:11.78] My back home buddies say they don't see me any more
[01:15.33] Now that I'm selling songs instead of selling Fords
[01:19.33] And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
[01:23.68] Weekend neon all night scene
[01:27.06] And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
[01:32.32] Or the new songs that I'm playing
[01:34.67] There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
[01:40.23] But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
[01:45.61]
[01:51.16] I traded in that Monday to Sunday
[01:54.70] And that nine to five for a maybe someday
[01:58.98] I'd hear my songs on them radio waves
[02:03.33] And stand in that circle on the Opry stage
[02:12.56] And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
[02:17.26] Weekend neon all night scene
[02:20.61] And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
[02:25.79] Or the new songs that I'm playing
[02:28.13] There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
[02:36.52] Even if this town gets around to breaking my heart
[02:41.68] But it still beats the hell out of sellin' cars
[02:46.04]
[02:49.63] Yeah, selling old used cars
[02:53.84]
[00:12.07] I was east Georgia wishing I'd make a living with a flat top
[00:16.39] I knew my heart couldn't put roots down here
[00:19.32] The night I saw Chief live-sing "Lightning" my senior year
[00:24.17] And oh, that's how it goes
[00:26.90] The start of the story that's still getting told
[00:32.05] And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
[00:35.94] Weekend neon all night scene
[00:39.76] And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
[00:44.77] Or the new songs that I'm playing
[00:46.88] There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
[00:52.45] But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
[01:03.07] I traded higher education for a tip jar degree
[01:07.57] Let my momma down and doubled down on me
[01:11.78] My back home buddies say they don't see me any more
[01:15.33] Now that I'm selling songs instead of selling Fords
[01:19.33] And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
[01:23.68] Weekend neon all night scene
[01:27.06] And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
[01:32.32] Or the new songs that I'm playing
[01:34.67] There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
[01:40.23] But it sure beats the hell out of sellin' cars
[01:45.61]
[01:51.16] I traded in that Monday to Sunday
[01:54.70] And that nine to five for a maybe someday
[01:58.98] I'd hear my songs on them radio waves
[02:03.33] And stand in that circle on the Opry stage
[02:12.56] And I'm six strings deep in a long neck long shot
[02:17.26] Weekend neon all night scene
[02:20.61] And these half-empty rooms don't give a damn 'bout the dues I'm paying
[02:25.79] Or the new songs that I'm playing
[02:28.13] There's no guarantees this dream will ever see the other side of this bar
[02:36.52] Even if this town gets around to breaking my heart
[02:41.68] But it still beats the hell out of sellin' cars
[02:46.04]
[02:49.63] Yeah, selling old used cars
[02:53.84]