Twenty-Eighteen Ticket
country pop

Twenty-Eighteen Ticket

Kibi

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歌词

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dust on the counter shelf
Talking to my own self
Counting out the chicken feed
More than what I really need
Sun-bleached signs out in the yard
Working here is getting hard
Kicked my boot against the floor
Near the heavy warehouse door
[Pre-Chorus]
Something caught my heavy heel
Spinning like a ferris wheel
Crumpled paper, faded blue
Smelling like the morning dew
Twenty-eighteen, front row seat
Back when life was bittersweet
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m driving three hours tonight
Underneath the pale moonlight
To the stage where the music plays
Finding back our golden days
Me and you and a radio song
Where we both finally belong
Yeah, we’re coming back to life
Sharp as a pocket knife
[Verse]
Gas station slushies on the dash
Living life without the cash
Windows down to catch the breeze
Driving through the willow trees
We were twenty-one and wild
Running like a reckless child
Then the phone calls started fading out
That’s what growing up’s about
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m driving three hours tonight
Underneath the pale moonlight
To the stage where the music plays
Finding back our golden days
Me and you and a radio song
Where we both finally belong
Yeah, we’re coming back to life
Sharp as a pocket knife
[Bridge]
Five years is a long, long time
To leave a mountain left to climb
But I’m gassing up the old sedan
Sticking to a brand new plan
I’ll see your face in the second row
And never let the feeling go
[Verse]
Mandolin is ringing clear
Wiping off a happy tear
I can see the highway sign
Crossing over the county line
Feed store’s far behind me now
I’m making good on every vow
The pedal steel begins to swell
I’ve got a story left to tell
[Chorus]
Oh, I’m driving three hours tonight
Underneath the pale moonlight
To the stage where the music plays
Finding back our golden days
Me and you and a radio song
Where we both finally belong
Yeah, we’re coming back to life
Sharp as a pocket knife
[Outro]

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