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Luke Combs

Used To You (from "This One's For You" EP)

 

Used To You (from "This One's For You" EP)


That old phone of mine, 2:39 AM when I got the call
Half asleep, thought it was a dream, but it wasn't afterall
That old dog of yours, sitting on the porch, waits for you to come home
Little does he know that you won't be walking through that door
I just leave him alone, cause letting go don't come that easily
Most of the time I can get by it's just a little hard on me

But I'm getting used to that old truck of yours sitting out in the drive
I'm getting used to you not being there, at church on Sunday night
I'm getting used to the radio playing without you singing along
But I'll never get used to you being gone

That old rocking chair sittin over there, it don't rock no more
And that old six string ain't played a thing, been awhile since it's hummed a chord
Just leave em alone cause letting go don't come that easily
Most of the time I can get by it's just a little hard on me

But I'm getting used to that old truck of yours sitting out in the drive
I'm getting used to you not being there, at church on Sunday night
I'm getting used to the radio playing without you singing along
But I'll never get used to you being gone

There's a lot of things in this whole world I can stand
But when it comes to losing you, I just can't

Yeah, I'm getting used to that old truck of yours sitting out in the drive
I'm getting used to you not being there, at church on Sunday night
I'm getting used to the radio playing without you singing along
But I'll never get used to, no I'll never get used to you being gone
Yeah, being gone
I'm never getting used to you being gone

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