Hell Of A Way To Go

Hell Of A Way To Go - Riley Green

Lyrics by：Riley Green/Erik Dylan/Wyatt McCubbin

Composed by：Riley Green/Erik Dylan/Wyatt McCubbin

Me and him was beatin' them banks

Talkin' life and death fords and chevrolets

Said son we got it made

Got a live well full little sunshine a little shade

I ain't ready to go today

But when my time comes and if I had it my way

I'd be sittin' on a lake like glass

Catchin' largemouth bass

Just my boy and me

Or maybe on a fifty-yard line

Watchin' alabama whoop up on tennessee

Or maybe on a front porch swing

Somethin' cold to drink your momma's hand to hold

And a song on a radio would be

A hell of a way to go

I remember thinkin' that day

I couldn't picture him goin' any other way

Someday when I get old

I can only hope when the good lord calls me home

I'd be sittin' on a lake like glass

Catchin' largemouth bass

Just my boy and me

Or maybe on a fifty-yard line

Watchin' alabama whoop up on tennessee

Or maybe on a front porch swing

Somethin' cold to drink my baby's hand to hold

And a song on a radio would

Be a hell of a way to go

That would be a hell of a way to go

Naw he wasn't out fishin' on the day he died

But I bet about the time he closed his eyes

He was sittin' on a lake like glass

Catchin' largemouth bass

Just awaitin' on me

Or maybe on a fifty-yard line

Watchin' 'bama beat the hell out of tennessee

Or maybe on a front porch swing

Somethin' cold to drink

Your momma's hand to hold

And a song on a radio that's

A hell of a way to go

Yeah that's a hell of a way to go