Letra de The Good Life - Blackberry Smoke

He was not the kind of man
That would walk you to school hand in hand
He was hard work leathered and tan
And he spoke with a throat full of sand
Me I�d hang on every word you never know
What you might learn

Son, don�t let your horseshoes point down
Never put a blade in the ground
Always look a man right square in the eye
Don�t let the good life pass you by

Any little problem of mine
He�d spit and say boy you�ll be fine
He knew that there�d come a time
When I�d find real mountains to climb
Life can be cruel to us all
Sooner or later we fall

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Son, don�t let your horseshoes point down
Never put a blade in the ground
Always look a man right square in the eye
Don�t let the good life pass you by

I only ever once saw him cry
The day that his own mother died
Just one tear in the corner of his eye
Then he smiled and said, softly, goodbye
Me I�ve got two of my own
And a love that is solid as stone
Like a stone

Son, don�t let your horseshoes point down
Never put a blade in the ground
Always look a man right square in the eye
Don�t let the good life pass you by