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Nine Boxes

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This song was based on a conversation I had with a friend as I was leaving California to move to Nashville. When she asked if I was al packed up, I said, "yep, and it looks like my entire life fits in nine boxes!" To which she exclaimed, "that's a country song!" So here it is. NINE BOXES I had the looks, I had the smile and the game down cold Could turn a head didn't know how to fold. Thought I was the king of the nighttime scene, But I couldn’t see how I had tarnished my queen, She said, "You're may see yourself runnin' this town, But you're blinded to the one you've been letting down. Chorus 1: Now I'm standin' in the driveway, starin' at my sins Packed up memories in a few plastic bins. Turns out it ain’t much, all my style, kicks, and watches, 'Cause in the end My life fits in nine boxes. Verse 2: While the words came easy I played the fool Thought I could bend hearts like I bent the rules But love ain’t built on hollow charm or shallow pride It’s in the moments you share standin' by her side Now she’s gone, and I’m just left with this Lost and alone, stuck with nine little bits. Chorus 2: Now I'm standin' in the driveway, starin' at my sins Packed up memories in a few plastic bins. Turns out it ain’t much, all my style, kicks, and watches, 'Cause in the end My life fits in nine boxes. (Yeah!) Bridge: I had the world at my feet, but her heart in my hands Now its slipped away, like the shifting sand Funny how it takes losin’ it all to see The only thing worth keepin’ was her love for me! Chorus 3 Now I'm standin' in the driveway, starin' at my sins Packed up memories in a few plastic bins. I'd trade it all, all my style, kicks, and watches, When in the end Your life fits in nine boxes.
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Innhold levert av David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin. Alt podcastinnhold, inkludert episoder, grafikk og podcastbeskrivelser, lastes opp og leveres direkte av David W Litwin - Songwriter, Podcast by Author, and David W Litwin eller deres podcastplattformpartner. Hvis du tror at noen bruker det opphavsrettsbeskyttede verket ditt uten din tillatelse, kan du følge prosessen skissert her https://no.player.fm/legal.
This song was based on a conversation I had with a friend as I was leaving California to move to Nashville. When she asked if I was al packed up, I said, "yep, and it looks like my entire life fits in nine boxes!" To which she exclaimed, "that's a country song!" So here it is. NINE BOXES I had the looks, I had the smile and the game down cold Could turn a head didn't know how to fold. Thought I was the king of the nighttime scene, But I couldn’t see how I had tarnished my queen, She said, "You're may see yourself runnin' this town, But you're blinded to the one you've been letting down. Chorus 1: Now I'm standin' in the driveway, starin' at my sins Packed up memories in a few plastic bins. Turns out it ain’t much, all my style, kicks, and watches, 'Cause in the end My life fits in nine boxes. Verse 2: While the words came easy I played the fool Thought I could bend hearts like I bent the rules But love ain’t built on hollow charm or shallow pride It’s in the moments you share standin' by her side Now she’s gone, and I’m just left with this Lost and alone, stuck with nine little bits. Chorus 2: Now I'm standin' in the driveway, starin' at my sins Packed up memories in a few plastic bins. Turns out it ain’t much, all my style, kicks, and watches, 'Cause in the end My life fits in nine boxes. (Yeah!) Bridge: I had the world at my feet, but her heart in my hands Now its slipped away, like the shifting sand Funny how it takes losin’ it all to see The only thing worth keepin’ was her love for me! Chorus 3 Now I'm standin' in the driveway, starin' at my sins Packed up memories in a few plastic bins. I'd trade it all, all my style, kicks, and watches, When in the end Your life fits in nine boxes.
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