Help Somebody (Instrumental Version)

Help Somebody (Instrumental Version) - The Hit Co. (熱歌公司)

Granddaddy was a hillbilly scholar,

blue collar of a man

He came from the school where you didn't need nothin'

If you couldn't make it with your own two hands

He was backwoods, backwards, used words like

No sir, yes, ma'am, by God, be darned

Hell yeah, I'm American

All the years he walked this earth,

I swear all he did was work

He said, "The Devil dreams on an idle horse,

so you listen to me squirt"

Don't get too high on a bottle

And get right with the man

Fight your fights, find a grace

And all the things that you can change

And help somebody if you can

Now granny said, "Sonny, stick to your guns

If you believe in something, no matter what

'Cause it's better to be hated for who you are

Than be loved for who you're not"

She was five feet of concrete

New York born an' raised on a slick city street

She'd cold-stare you down, stand her ground

Still kickin' and screamin' at 93

I remember just how frail she looked in that hospital bed

Takin' her last few breaths of life, smilin' as she said

"Don't get too high on a bottle

Just a little sip every now and then

Fight your fights, find a grace

And all the things that you can change

And help somebody if you can

And get right with the man"

C'mon now

I never let a cowboy make the coffee

Yeah, that's what granny always said to my granddad

And he'd say,

"Never tell a joke that ain't that funny more than once

"And if you wanna hear God laugh, tell him your plans"

Don't get too high on a bottle

Get right with the man, son

Fight your fights, find a grace

And all the things that you can change

And help somebody if you can

And get right with the man

Yeah

Yeah don't get too high

Help somebody if you can

And get right with the man