Testo Reckless - Kip Moore
Testo della canzone Reckless (Kip Moore), tratta dall'album Up All Night
I spent a summer down south working for
The county trying to save for school
I blew it all like a damn fool on women and beer
I didn't have the grades but I had myself a major league fastball
Got a call from the minor leagues in Wichita
And blew out my arm the first year
Yeah
Well I took a good look at my life and decided I'd make a change
Booked me a flight on an airplane, I was third world Peace Corps bound
But I met me a stewardess waiting right there in the airport bar
Before I knew it I was in her car and never turned around
Well maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck
Hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love
Just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up
I went to work for my uncle on the coast at a club called The Hot Spot
We took our breaks on the boat docks and I got fired for smoking pot
With the beach right there I guess surfing was the logical next move
But I got mouthy with the wrong dude and got my damn jaw tattooed
Well maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck
Hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love
Just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up
Alright
I bought an old guitar with cash from a good hand of blackjack
Learned a few chords from a fat back, hairy man named Pete
I got a local gig on the weekends at some old honky tonk
Singing two eyes and nothing but cash
Songs and I could always drink for free
Some so-called big wig producer man started sniffing 'round
He told me he liked my sound but there was something holding me back
He said a rhinestone suit and a cowboy hat oughta do the trick
I told him I had something he could stick way on up his ass
Well maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck
Hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love
Just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up
I'll send you a postcard, send me your love
Just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up
Alright
Well don't give up on me yet
I know it might take a little time but I'm gonna come around
I just feel like I still got a few things I gotta get out of my system
Credits
Writer(s): Dan Couch, Kip Christian Moore
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