The Lucky Ones

(альбом: Breathless - 2016)

We were the drifters, jokers
Somebody you just saw in the hallway
Got our kicks between class
Spitting dip talking trash
Breaking rules and making bad grades
Taking the long way home
With the three six up
And the windows down
We didn't know back then
But I sure know now

We were the the lucky ones
Raised up to be fighters
Swinging at everything
That we could see
Through hungry eyes
We were the lucky ones
Hell bent and full of fire
Giving it everything we had
To keep our dreams alive
We were poor and we were wild and we were young
We were the lucky ones

Between the blood and the sweat
Calloused hands, you can bet
Working hard is all we had ever known
And all of the girls and the cars
Busted lips, broken hearts
Came alive out on those back roads
Just a bunch of small town kids
Looking for trouble when the sun went down
The best nights of our lives was all we found

We were the lucky ones
Raised up to be fighters
Swinging at everything
That we could see
Through hungry eyes
We were the lucky ones
Hell bent and full of fire
Giving it everything we had
To keep our dreams alive
We were the lucky ones

We were poor and we were wild and we were young
And it made me into the man I have become

'Cause I was a lucky one
Raised up to be fighter
Swinging at everything
That I could see
Through hungry eyes
'Cause we were the lucky ones
Hell bent and full of fire
Giving it everything we had
To keep our dreams alive
We were poor and we were wild and we were young
We were the lucky ones
We were the lucky ones