Luke Combs - The Part Lyrics

Lyrics The Part - Luke Combs



Packin' that bag you unpacked yesterday
Watchin' the world through the windowpane
From the second row of a ten-man van
That you've been callin' home
It ain't quite the life you dreamed about
When momma calls and you miss it
'Cause you're on stage at damned ole one-off show
They tell you 'bout the old guitars
The songs that bought the house and cars, and
How your hometown's proud, of where you are
And your name upon the marquee sign
But not the dark that comes to find you
Every single time the lights go down
Yeah, that's the part, they don't tell you about
You try to dry her eyes from a thousand miles apart
And hope that Band-Aid on her heart
Sticks just long enough, for you to make it home
She feels like she comes in second place
To plaques on walls and long highways
She needs somethin' more than words to hold on to
They tell you 'bout the old guitars
The songs that bought the house and cars, and
How your hometown's proud, of where you are
And they tell you 'bout the girls you'll get
But not the one you're gonna miss
While they scream your name again, in some small town
Yeah, that's the part, they don't tell you about
When you're doing it all right
And man, it still feels wrong
Breakin' her damn heart
Chasin' these damn songs
Thinkin' man, it ain't that hard
Strum some chords on that old guitar
Do some shots in a smoky bar
And everybody knows your name
'Til they're chaning out the marquee sign
Then that darkness comes to find you
When everyone's gone home, and the lights go down
Yeah, that's the part, they don't tell you about
They don't tell you about



Writer(s): Kenton Bryant, Ray Fulcher, Luke Combs


Luke Combs - Gettin' Old
Album Gettin' Old
date of release
24-03-2023




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