Blackberry Smoke - Up The Road Lyrics
Lately I can tellYou're getting pretty sick of meTo tell you the truth,I've had about enough of me tooAll this cussing and fightingWho's wrong and who's rightIt don't mean a thingIt don't mean a damn thing'Cause the grass ain't always greenerJust like we're always toldYou may not have the winning handBut you ain't got to foldAnd it just seems that much warmerWhen you come in from the cold'Cause things ain't always betterUp the roadPeople they'll be talking,Rest assured they always doThey got it offEverything that we go throughLet's give them all the fameTell them where they can goWhat do they knowWhat in the hell do they know'Cause the grass ain't always greenerJust like we're always toldYou may not have the winning handBut you ain't got to foldAnd it just seems that much warmerWhen you come in from the cold'Cause things ain't always betterUp the roadThings ain't always better up the roadThings ain't always better up the roadYeah'Cause the grass ain't always greenerJust like we're always toldYou may not have the winning handBut you ain't got to foldAnd it just seems that much warmerWhen you come in from the cold'Cause things ain't always betterUp the roadThings ain't always better up the roadThings ain't always better up the roadThings ain't always better up the roadThings ain't always better up the road
