Jerrod Niemann - Space Lyrics
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Space
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What Are The Lyrics For Space By Jerrod Niemann?
I don't let nothin' tie me down
When I'm driftin' from town to town You can't call me a leaver if I just stop for a breather You won't know where I'm goin', I don't either I just need a little space, an open hidin' place Out where there's room to breathe And out of touch is reality I gotta way to get away, on the move I stay Anywhere dust can fly and leave a trail in the sky Just need a little space, just need a little space You can't coop me up like a Coupe de Ville Sittin' up on blocks, spinnin' my wheels I'm a wild Mustang, I'll jump the fence You'll unlock the gate and wonder where I went I just need a little space, an open hidin' place Out where there's room to breathe And out of touch is reality I gotta way to get away, on the move I stay Anywhere dust can fly and leave a trail in the sky Just need a little space, just need a little space I'm not on the run And it ain't all just for fun When I'm bustin' loose like Houston in three, two, one, space I just need a little space, an open hidin' place Out where there's room to breathe And out of touch is reality I gotta way to get away, on the move I stay Anywhere dust can fly and leave a trail in the sky Just need a little space, just need a little space I just need a little space, space |
Who Wrote Space By Jerrod Niemann?
Brian Davis, Joe Leathers, Jerrod Lee Niemann
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What's The Duration Of The Space By Jerrod Niemann?The duration of Space is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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