I make all my best decisions for the day that lies ahead of me, in the mornin.
And I make all the worst decisions in the evenin, when the poison hits my mind
Well if it's one thing that my momma said
To lock away inside my head and use it when I need from time to time
Just let it go where it's supposed to
Let your life hang out the window to dry
And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again
Then I guess it was probably time
Well my father had this moment back before fast food and strip malls ruled his town
Oh, keep the land or sell it, 20 acres, he had always turned it down
But as the tractors all moved in and I watched as he'd pretend not to show it from the inside lookin out
He said let it go where it's supposed to
Let your life hang out the window to dry
And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again.
Then I guess it was probably time
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Now that I'm a man myself and my father's bones are turnin' into dust
I got a boy to raise through hell and just pray he turns out half the man he was
When you grown and think you've seen it all, nothin will prepare the fall
Please just take these words before I'm gone
Just let it go where it's supposed to
Let your life hang out the window to dry
And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again
Then I guess it was probably time
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
