Canaan Smith - We Got Us Lyrics
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We Got Us
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What Are The Lyrics For We Got Us By Canaan Smith?
Here we are making all our big plans
Jumping, way into the deep end Hey girl why we don’t just leave tonight Pack it up drive until the road ends Feels like this can be the moment We’ve been waiting on all our lives We know we’re ready It may sound crazy Cause we got no money Nothing on our own honey Got your daddy all worried Cause times are tough We got love, baby It don't sound like much maybe There ain’t way that’s not enough Cause we got us They say life’s not a love song I say everybody’s all wrong So far, forever sounds good to me We've got California moonlight Enough gas to make it to the sunrise And two hearts believing that's all we'd need Nothing here’s missing this is what I call living Cause we got no money Nothing of our own honey Got your daddy all worried Cause times are tough We got love baby It don't sound like much maybe There ain’t way that’s not enough We got us Oh, we've come too far to turn around Nothing can stop us, not now Someday we're gonna laugh At the way things used to be When we had no money Nothing of our own honey We had your daddy all worried Cause times were tough We got love, baby It don't sound like much maybe There ain't no way that's not enough 'Cause we got us |
Who Wrote We Got Us By Canaan Smith?
Stephen Barker-liles, Timothy James, Canaan Smith
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What's The Duration Of The We Got Us By Canaan Smith?The duration of We Got Us is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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