Paroles

Daddy left laundry on the line when we went out tonight
Trying to call the rain down from the sky
And Mama’s been staying home. Says it’s too hot to roam
And I’ve been waiting too long. Or maybe I’m right on time
I keep failing, but I keep trying
It’s better than laying down and dying
I keep failing, but Lord, I’m trying
It’s better than laying down and dying
The neighbors sold the family farm. No foul, no harm
They got the kinda offer you can’t refuse
With no more rows to plow they moved on into town
No more waiting on those heavy clouds to take away their blues
I keep failing, but I keep trying
It’s better than laying down and dying
I keep failing, but Lord, I’m trying
It’s better than laying down and dying
Written by: Kelley McRae, Matt Castelein
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