Late July

I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living

And love is at its finest when times are hard

And may your lady always keep you from the vices you've been after

May the Lord always love you where you are

I'm heading down the road, I guess

Another good time I'll regret

But I wish that I was coming home to you

Late July, oh, my, all in good time

Praying that my girl is fine

Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof

I hope your sunsets always bleed red

And your family's always well fed

And the song stuck in your head

Plays all night

Heading down the road, I guess

Another good time I'll regret

But I wish that I was coming home to you

Late July, oh, my, all in good time

Praying that my girl is fine

Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof

Heading down the road, I guess

Another good time I'll regret

But I wish that I was coming home to you

Late July, oh, my, all in good time

Praying that my girl is fine

Sleeping in while rain falls on the roof