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Joe Nichols

How I Wanna Go

 

How I Wanna Go

(album: It's All Good - 2011)


I used to think I'd go out with a bang,
On the back of a Harley, racing a train,
Running with bulls over in Spain with the crazies.
I've never been one to back down from a dare
Jumping through fire or falling through air
It didn't matter, cause I didn't care until lately.

Now I'll tell you how I wanna go,
Under a sail with my feet on the rail of a boat,
Taking it nice and slow,
Riding the tide with you right by my side sitting close.
With a Cuban cigar and my old guitar
Listening to you sing along to a song I just wrote
Missing some notes.
That's how I wanna go.

When daddy died, he was just forty-eight
I can just see him and those pearly gates
Saying, "I kinda figured, I'da been late to this party."
And nobody knows how their life's gonna end,
They don't know where it will happen or when
All I can say, is when I met you, mine started.

Now I'll tell you how I wanna go,
Under a sail with my feet on the rail of a boat,
Taking it nice and slow,
Riding the tide with you right by my side sitting close.
With a Cuban cigar, a beat up guitar
Listening to you sing along with a song I just wrote
Missing the notes.
That's how I wanna go.

Taking it nice and slow,
Riding the tide with you right by my side sitting close.
With a Cuban cigar, a beat up guitar
Listening to you harmonize on a song I just wrote
Every note.
That's how I wanna go.

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