Granger Smith - Stick Around Lyrics
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Stick Around
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What Are The Lyrics For Stick Around By Granger Smith?
Gonna hop on that train today,
I've got nowhere to go, no reason to stay. In four years I've traveled a hundred and sixty thousand miles And the wind keeps pulling me out. Maybe I go cause I'm chasing something Maybe I go cause something's chasing me. Maybe I leave cause I've yet to find Someone to look me in the face and say Stick around I want you next to me, so stick around. There ain't no reason for leaving Yeah, the road's been hard, boy, But I'll never let you down So come on, stick around. Post cards and road maps, Empty alley ways, cigarettes. Five miles to my next exit And I've been singing to a room of strangers. I miss my family, I miss my brother, I wonder if his son is ever gonna know me. I wonder if I'll ever have a son that I could call my own I wish someone will hold me down and say Stick around, at least occasionally, Stick around, There ain't no reason for leaving This life's too good, boy, And I think you're missing now, So come on, stick around, Stick around. I'm gonna hop on the train Got nowhere to go, no reason to stay. In four years I've traveled a hundred and sixty thousand miles Maybe one day, maybe I will Maybe I will, maybe I will Stick around. |
Who Wrote Stick Around By Granger Smith?
Rene David Ramirez
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What's The Duration Of The Stick Around By Granger Smith?The duration of Stick Around is 3:06 minutes and seconds. |
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