Good Ol' Days

Oh southern breeze

Knock me to my knees

I believe you're the only one who can

The religious and the rest

They've all tried their best

Well I guess somethings you just don't understand

Oh Lord when will the road run out?

I'm on the road but I'm in doubt

And I don't know why still I second guess my pace

If I stand to lose from winning

To find the truth I'm willing

To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days

The good ol' days

Oh southern pines

Reaching for the sky

I'm convinced that I can fly

Beneath your shade

Oh and it's all overdue

Spending time just me and you

Mmm the pulpit and pew where I was saved

Oh lord when will the road run out?

I'm on the road but I'm in doubt

And I don't know why still I second guess my pace

If I stand to lose from winning

To find the truth I'm willing

To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days

The good ol' days

Oh lord when will the road run out?

I'm on the road but I'm in doubt

And I don't know why still I second guess my pace

If I stand to lose from winning

To find the truth I'm willing

To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days

The good ol' days

Oh southern breeze

Knock me to my knees

I believe you're the only one who can