Anyhow Songtext
von Amy Ray

Now that old copperhead, he′s hung for sure
With half of its being in the jaw of my car
The other half waving its head in the dirt
With just enough venom to do some hurt
I can't save it now
So I watch it die
And I thank the Lord
For better times
Little box turtle on the side of the road
Half of its shell is gone and broke
The other half got where it was going
It made just enough road to keep hoping
I can′t save it now
So I watch it die
And I thank the Lord
For better times
Maybe we'll write, maybe we'll call
Maybe we′ll fall in love again
Maybe we′ll write, maybe we'll call
Maybe we′ll fall in love


I can't save it now
So I watch it die
But I thank the Lord
Every time
Maybe we′ll write, maybe we'll call
Maybe we′ll fall in love again
Maybe we'll write, maybe we'll call
Maybe we′ll fall in love
I can′t save it now
So I watch it die
And I thank the Lord
Every time
Now half of my life is gone for sure
The other half, God willing to curse
With just enough left to hope and hurt
Just enough sense to know
There are some things
That I can't save now
But I thank the Lord
Anyhow