paroles de chanson west texas - Greyson Chance

I can see the sky for miles
I can see that time so clear
When you told me "forever"
Was a word that I should not fear
I can see you driving and smoking
Virginia Slims on the dash
On that day I was crying
You stopped the car, looked back
You said
"Boy, get the message
This ain't no New York City
Born and bred in West Texas
Raised you to be different
No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin
I hope you will understand
When I leave, you better be a good man"
I can see that house in the summer
Baseball in the yard
And when my knees got bloody
You told me keep playing hard
I remember mass on Sundays
Collared up to the ten
You were so damn faithful
Even if it all was a mess
And in those years that
We weren't speaking
When I was drinking for some meaning
You called me on the phone
And then you said, hey
"Boy, get the message
This ain't no New York City
Born and bred in West Texas
Raised you to be different
No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin
I hope you will understand
When I leave, you better be a good man"
"You better be a good man"
And it's so hard to imagine what
I'll do without you here
As you gaze your eyes towards mine
Tell me to wipe away those tears
You say Jesus loves you, always will
No matter what you did
And in that moment, I'm a kid again
You said
"Boy, get the message
This ain't no New York City
Born and bred in West Texas
Raised you to be different
No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin
I hope you will understand
When I leave, you better be a good man"
"You better be a good man"