The Bridge Songtext
von Payton Smith
The Bridge Songtext
I might′ve just smoked my last cigarette
I might've just heard "last call" for the last time
Yeah, I might′ve just sounded like my old man
But thinkin' 'bout it then again
This pack of Marlboros has a few more left
I got some damn good nights behind me
And some good old days to live
I got my young buck on the slow down
And my growin′ up pushin′ lead
Yeah, I can't wait to see what memories make it up on that fridge
There′s some miles back there, there's some miles up ahead
And I′m somewhere on the bridge
The shine ain't even worn off on that ring
We ain′t scared no more when them two lines turn pink
Yeah, I could still tear up the town
But truth is I ain't missin' out
If I had a few sittin′ on this old porch swing
I got some damn good nights behind me
And some good old days to live
I got my young buck on the slow down
And my growin′ up pushin' lead
Yeah, I can′t wait to see what memories make it up on that fridge
There's some miles back there, there′s some miles up ahead
And I'm somewhere on the bridge
Yeah, I′m as close to thirty as I am seventeen
Yeah, I ain't where I'm goin′, but I ain′t where I used to be
I got some damn good nights behind me
And some good old days to live
I got my young buck on the slow down
And my growin' up pushin′ lead
Yeah, I can't wait to see what memories make it up on that fridge
There′s some miles back there, there's some miles up ahead
And I′m somewhere, somewhere on the bridge
I might've just heard "last call" for the last time
Yeah, I might′ve just sounded like my old man
But thinkin' 'bout it then again
This pack of Marlboros has a few more left
I got some damn good nights behind me
And some good old days to live
I got my young buck on the slow down
And my growin′ up pushin′ lead
Yeah, I can't wait to see what memories make it up on that fridge
There′s some miles back there, there's some miles up ahead
And I′m somewhere on the bridge
The shine ain't even worn off on that ring
We ain′t scared no more when them two lines turn pink
Yeah, I could still tear up the town
But truth is I ain't missin' out
If I had a few sittin′ on this old porch swing
I got some damn good nights behind me
And some good old days to live
I got my young buck on the slow down
And my growin′ up pushin' lead
Yeah, I can′t wait to see what memories make it up on that fridge
There's some miles back there, there′s some miles up ahead
And I'm somewhere on the bridge
Yeah, I′m as close to thirty as I am seventeen
Yeah, I ain't where I'm goin′, but I ain′t where I used to be
I got some damn good nights behind me
And some good old days to live
I got my young buck on the slow down
And my growin' up pushin′ lead
Yeah, I can't wait to see what memories make it up on that fridge
There′s some miles back there, there's some miles up ahead
And I′m somewhere, somewhere on the bridge
Writer(s): Blake Bollinger, Thomas Archer, Payton Smith, Andy Sheridan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

