Killin’ Some Time Dylan Scott

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[Verse 1]
Yeah, I know that we only get one shot
One life, one chance, yeah, that's all that we got
I'ma make the most of it while I can
Can I get an amen?
I was raised up Sunday in a little white church
By Amazing Grace, I learned the word
Yeah, I know where I'm going when I leave this place
But until that day

[Chorus]
I'll be killin' some time, drinking some beer
Makin' some noise with the boys down here
Yeah, chasin' the girls, chasin' the money
Savin' it up for a placе in the country
Falling in love, making some babiеs
Making the most what the good Lord gave me
It's a hell of a story 'til I get my back forty way up in the sky
Until then, I'm just killin' some time

[Verse 2]
I miss fishing with Granddad on Sunday afternoons
And I miss my buddy who was taken too soon
Yeah, I know where but I don't know when
So till I see him again