Good Ol' Days

Oh, southern breeze

I believe you're the only one who can

The religious and the rest

They've all tried their best

Well I guess some things you just don't understand

I'm on the road but I'm in doubt

If I stand to lose from winning

To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days

The good ol' days

Oh, southern pines

Reaching for the sky

Spending time just me and you

Oh Lord, when will the road run out

I'm on the road but I'm in doubt

If I stand to lose from winning

To find the truth I'm willing

The good ol' days

Oh Lord, when will the road run out

And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace

If I stand to lose from winning

The good ol' days

Oh southern breeze

Knock me to my knees

Oh Lord, when will the road run out

And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace

To find the truth I'm willing

I'm convinced that I can fly

Beneath your shade

Oh, and its all overdue

Mmm, the pulpit and pew where I was saved

And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace

To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days

I'm on the road but I'm in doubt

To find the truth I'm willing

To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days

I believe you're the only one who can