Song for the Life – Music and Lyric by Rodney Crowell
Tessa Publishing (SOCAN)
Well I don’t drink anymore like I used to
Lately it just ain’t my style
And the hard times don’t hurt like they ought to
They pass quicker like when I was a child
For somehow I learned how to listen
For the sound of the sun dying down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There’s a song for this friend I have found
He keeps my feet on the ground
Well the mid-summer days sit so heavy
Don’t they blow like the breeze through you mind
Where nothing appears in a hurray
To make up for someone’s lost time
For somehow I learned how to listen
For the sound of the breeze dying down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There’s a song for this friend I have found
He keeps my feet on the ground