paroles de chanson GIVE HEAVEN SOME HELL - Live from Red Rocks - Hardy

My photographer Tanner and a couple of other people were in a pretty crazy tour bus accident
Some of you probably heard about it, some of you maybe didn't
I only say that because I want to make a very important point
That was the first time in my life I ever thought I was going to die

And I started thinking about people who go through that on a daily basis
And those people are people like our first responders
Those people like firemen and firewomen
Those people like policemen and policewomen
And most importantly, people like our United States military
So if you are one of those people, I want you to know the Hardy Crew loves you
And we respect you so much

Now, if you have somebody in your life that you have lost
I want you to know for the next three and a half minutes, I am thinking about you
I wrote this song for you
I want you to look up to heaven and sing it to somebody you miss tonight
Red Rocks, this song is called "Give Heaven Some Hell"

Can't believe that you got me in a suit and tie
I had to take a pull so I wouldn't cry
You got a line out the church door sayin' goodbye
Yeah, I believe 'em when they say you're in a better place
You had a wild side, but you had amazing grace
I know you're way off up in them clouds
But if you can still hear me right now (hands up!)

I hope you hit those gold streets on two wheels
I hope your mansion in the sky's got a ten-acre field
With some mud and some hubs you can lock in
Make some thunder, make 'em wonder how you got in
Hide your beer, hide your clear from the man upstairs
Crank it loud, hold it down 'til I get there
And when I do, I hope you got some new stories to tell (Red Rocks)
'Til then, give Heaven some hell

I bet you're lookin' for a crew like we had
Bunch of noise-makin' boys that like to live fast
Burnin' rubber in a parkin' lot
Man, I don't know if the other side's ready or not, but

I hope you hit those gold streets on two wheels
I hope your mansion in the sky's got a ten-acre field
With some mud and some hubs you can lock in
Make some thunder, make 'em wonder how you got in
Hide your beer, hide your clear from the man upstairs
Crank it loud, hold it down 'til I get there
And when I do, I hope you got some new stories to tell
'Til then, give Heaven some hell

I was there when you raised your hand
Heads bowed, singing just as I am
Walkin' that aisle, prayin' that prayer
Man, it ain't right, but if you gotta be there

I hope you (hit those gold streets on two wheels)
Hope your mansion (in the sky's got a ten-acre field)
With some mud and some hubs you can lock in, what?
Make some thunder, (make 'em wonder how you got in)
Hide your beer, hide your clear from the man upstairs
Crank it loud, hold it down 'til I get there
When I do, I hope you got some new stories to tell
'Til then, give Heaven some hell

I was there when you raised your hand
Heads bowed, singing just as I am
Man, it ain't right, man, it ain't fair
I'll see you again
But 'til then, give Heaven some hell