Babies

(album: Fighter - 2016)

I was a hard-going push mowing hard-laying kid
Baseball and MTV
Turned into a blue jean midnight Chevrolet cigarette do about anything
Spend a decade chasing a dream and a love and I cough me a couple I guess
But for ever thrill that I chased down
It's easy to confess
I found a better kind of crazy
Now that I've got babies

And good things come to those who wait
Used to think that's just something people say
So imagine when you get the news
After years of trying
Not just one but two

She was Memphis ol miss outta my league
Saturday night friend of a friend
Once the fuse was lit
The fire burned quick
2 months she was moving in
We were just getting by
Still newlyweds high
Not tried, but oh so true
We were half empty bottles
Of barefoot wine
Free falling and bullet proof
But I've found a better kind of crazy
Now that I've got babies

And good things come to those who wait
Used to think that's just something people say
So imagine when you get the news
After years of trying
Not just one but two

You were prayed about
All planned out
Even had us a couple good names
After 4 hard years and no close calls
And no one else to blame
I was going crazy
Thank God you came and saved me
I got babies