Whoever You Turn Out to Be
Luke Combs« Whoever You Turn Out to Be » est une chanson de Luke Combs, 2024, Pop. La chanson dure 2:48, 35 lines / 285 words.
Paroles
0:11A hand-me-down F-150
0:14Might not be the tank you empty
0:17Burning gasoline
0:20The day you turn sixteen
0:23And just because dusty boots
0:26And camouflage are in your roots
0:29Don't mean you ever gotta wear 'em
0:32If that ain't you
0:34I don't care
0:35Yeah I used to love to sling that dirt up down them rural routes
0:41But God might have a different map dot planned for you mapped out
0:46So what if you don't stick around this little town that raised you
0:53So what if you don't cut your teeth on Jr. Jones and Waylon
0:59Now it might work out
1:02That you don't turn out anything like me
1:08But I'll love whoever you turn out to be
1:17What if you picked up a canvas
1:20And you just up and single-handed
1:23Painted scenes the world ain't ever seen
1:28Oh maybe you were made for something
1:31Me and your mama don't see comin'
1:34You ain't gotta know right now
1:38You got your whole life to figure it out
1:40You might choose a simple life raise some kids and settle down
1:46But you ain't gotta change the world to make your daddy proud
1:52So what if you don't stick around this little town that raised you
1:58So what if you won't bait a hook even if I paid you
2:04Now it might work out
2:07That you don't turn out anything like me
2:13But I'll love whoever you turn out to be
2:28So what if you don't stick around this little town that raised you
2:33You'll always have your spot at Sunday supper that we saved you
2:39Now it might work out
2:42That you don't turn out anything like me
2:48But I'll love whoever you turn out to be
A hand-me-down F-150 Might not be the tank you empty Burning gasoline The day you turn sixteen And just because dusty boots And camouflage are in your roots Don't mean you ever gotta wear 'em If that ain't you I don't care Yeah I used to love to sling that dirt up down them rural routes But God might have a different map dot planned for you mapped out So what if you don't stick around this little town that raised you So what if you don't cut your teeth on Jr. Jones and Waylon Now it might work out That you don't turn out anything like me But I'll love whoever you turn out to be What if you picked up a canvas And you just up and single-handed Painted scenes the world ain't ever seen Oh maybe you were made for something Me and your mama don't see comin' You ain't gotta know right now You got your whole life to figure it out You might choose a simple life raise some kids and settle down But you ain't gotta change the world to make your daddy proud So what if you don't stick around this little town that raised you So what if you won't bait a hook even if I paid you Now it might work out That you don't turn out anything like me But I'll love whoever you turn out to be So what if you don't stick around this little town that raised you You'll always have your spot at Sunday supper that we saved you Now it might work out That you don't turn out anything like me But I'll love whoever you turn out to be
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