I havent slept in three whole weeks,
And life's catching up to me yea,
This time around-
And I think that I'm over due for,
A pretty girl like you but,
You're off the ground.
Ohh what to do?
What should I do?
Well maybe I could sit on the porch and drink a beer,
Or two or three... or six!
Or maybe I could go to sleep for hours or days,
Or weeks or years but,
No matter what I do,
I'll still be, livin' through,
The best of times, the worst of times,
And I guess it makes more sense if I-
Just let it, go-
I'll just let it, go-
I've had friends walk out on me,
I can't trust most family.
Where could I turn?
But my guitar she's always there,
And music's everywhere, that's,
A lesson learned.
Ohh what to do?
what could I do?
Well I could play a different show every night,
Just for crowds of three,
Or I could risk it all on tour and play her when I feel
hungry,
But it'll always be me and her, fighting for this
dream,
Cause she makes me sing...
So I'll let it, go-
I'll just let it, go-
Roll it off,
My shoulders now.
I'll-
Just let it go.