Shooting Stars

(albüm: Ridin' High... Again - 2019)

This guy walked into a bar one night
Said his name was Waylon Payne
Had an Elvis kind of swagger
Just a guitar to his name
He was rough around the edges
But he sang just like a bird
So we wrote some songs in Hollywood
And made a record no one heard

Turn em up and dim the lights
Hes gonna take us for a ride down memory lane tonight
Y'all get your whiskeys and raise em high
Here's to every shooting star that never got to shine

Its guys like Townes Van Zandt and Guy Clark
They never really made it big but they sure left a mark
With those poetry laced melodies, on all of us
God bless the boys from Texas for sticking to their guns

Turn em up, dim the lights
They're gonna take us for a ride down memory lane tonight
Y'all get your whiskeys and raise em high
Here's to every shooting star that never got to shine

There was a time I thought I was born to burn so bright
Maybe I was, maybe in another life
All I know is this old road ain't always as it seems
One wrong turn might take you right to where you're supposed to be

Turn em up and dim the lights
Hes gonna take us for a ride down memory lane tonight
Y'all get your whiskeys and raise em high
Here's to every shooting star that never got to shine

Turn em up and dim the lights
Hes gonna take us for a ride down memory lane tonight
Y'all get your whiskeys and raise em high
Here's to every shooting star that never got to shine