Lyrics
This far down the road, there ain t much more i m sure of Just, and lord knows i ve lived and i m still alive
Cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know, for the things we live and learn, there ain t much more i m sure of
This far down the road, but there s nothin that ll substitute
Every livin soul is like a sack of seed, you need room to grow and room to breathe
There ain t much more i m sure of, he shortly laid his old knife down and opened up his mind Gene, cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know
Cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know, he said i wish i had a dollar for every bridge i ve turned, how little i know
Cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know, i remember my grand daddy carvin on a block of pine, cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know
you need room to grow and room to breathe
For the things we live and learn, you need room to grow and room to breathe
I remember my grand daddy carvin on a block of pine, this far down the road, there ain t much more i m sure of
every livin soul is like a sack of seed
This far down the road, how little i know
There ain t much more i m sure of, you need room to grow and room to breathe
how little i know
You need room to grow and room to breathe, this far down the road
this far down the road
He said i wish i had a dollar for every bridge i ve turned, every livin soul is like a sack of seed Gene, you need room to grow and room to breathe
Somethin that an old man found, he said we never know how long we ll be around, this far down the road
he shortly laid his old knife down and opened up his mind
I remember my grand daddy carvin on a block of pine, for the things we live and learn Little, and the school of hard knocks has taught me a little horse sense i ll get you by every livin soul is like a sack of seed
How little i know, this far down the road, he said i wish i had a dollar for every bridge i ve turned
You need room to grow and room to breathe, every livin soul is like a sack of seed
how little i know
There ain t much more i m sure of, this far down the road How, there ain t much more i m sure of
Cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know, cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know
and lord knows i ve lived and i m still alive
He shortly laid his old knife down and opened up his mind, he said i wish i had a dollar for every bridge i ve turned, this far down the road
And lord knows i ve lived and i m still alive, but there s nothin that ll substitute
Cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know, this far down the road
somethin that an old man found
Every livin soul is like a sack of seed, this far down the road, i wanna share with you a nugget of truth
How little i know, he said i wish i had a dollar for every bridge i ve turned Gene, he said we never know how long we ll be around
He said we never know how long we ll be around, every livin soul is like a sack of seed How, i wanna share with you a nugget of truth
cause the longer i live the more i learn just how little i know
Every livin soul is like a sack of seed, you need room to grow and room to breathe, there ain t much more i m sure of
you need room to grow and room to breathe
There ain t much more i m sure of, this far down the road
This far down the road, but there s nothin that ll substitute
You need room to grow and room to breathe, how little i know
There ain t much more i m sure of, he said i wish i had a dollar for every bridge i ve turned
There ain t much more i m sure of, every livin soul is like a sack of seed
He shortly laid his old knife down and opened up his mind, i remember my grand daddy carvin on a block of pine