Fall Down Lyrics by Conner Smith
Saw cutting through the pines sitting high in a stand with a green wheat and old black coffee in my hand
Can’t be out here sure enough
But that don’t mean that they ain’t showing up
Boys run out the tea at 3:00
But Herb Street’s on till 12:00
Now there ain’t a way to have a bad day if you can’t tell
Feeling lucky as a buck 50 out without a bullet roll
The wind is down, let the Chevy start coolin’
Taking every back road I can find
The leaves are changing, but you can’t my mind
Being south of the Mason-Dixon is a battle of old dads forgetting
The hallelujah amen touching the ground when God lets heaven fall down
Every John Deere prayed all summer for rain
Now they’re turning them fields and the money in the bank
Copperhead looking round for a hole
Scarecrow about to be bored and cold
Baby got the chili burning low on the stove
Chopped up wood sitting ready to go
Darling, you know you got to dodge the smoke
If you’re going where tomorrow’s my CEO
Feeling lucky as a buck 50 out without a bullet roll
The wind is down, let the Chevy start coolin’
Taking every back road I can find
The leaves are changing, but you can’t my mind
Being south of the Mason-Dixon is a battle of old dads forgetting
The hallelujah amen touching the ground when God lets heaven fall down
Yeah, if I could, I’d bet the house
This is what the good books talking about
Feeling lucky as a buck 50 out without a bullet roll
The wind is down, let the Chevy start coolin’
Taking every back road I can find
The leaves are changing, but you can’t my mind
Being south of the Mason-Dixon is a battle of old dads forgetting
The hallelujah amen touching the ground when God lets heaven fall down
