50 Years Too Late (Ruff Cut)

50 Years Too Late (Ruff Cut) - Drake White

Lyrics by：Drake White/Leith Loftin

Composed by：Drake White/Leith Loftin

Produced by：Drake White/Graham Mallany

I like Spring and dogs and rusty screen doors

Candle light on creaky wood floors

A good sunrise and fireflies in a jar

Yes

A banjo ringing through the pines

The way I feel on a homemade wine

And drunk fishing under a sky full of stars

Well I'm okay yes I'm just fine

I just wish the world would move slower

Or that I could go back in time

Well I'm just a down home southern

Lord I don't need nothing

Just enough to get me by

And I was raised at an early age

When you shake a man's hand you look him square in the eye

I'm a real cool old school don't ya lie to me fool

There ain't a damn thing about me fake

Nah

I'm a modern day John Wayne

Got my daddy's last name

Born 50 years too late

YEPPA

Whatever happened to an honest days work

Sweatin' your a*s off in that flannel shirt

It's a fast paced rat race all give and no take

Whose a gonna finish first

Now days it's safe to say that a damn dogs got more rights

Cause the administration tryna rule this population

Folks we gotta stand up we gotta fight

But I don't complain

I take it all in stride

Just seems this old world it has changed

Well almost overnight

Well I'm still a down home southern

Lord I don't need nothing

Just enough to get me by

And I was raised at an early age

When you shake a man's hand you look him square in the eye

I'm a real cool old school don't ya lie to me fool

There ain't a damn thing about me fake

Nah sir

I'm a modern day John Wayne

Got my daddy's last name

Born 50 years too late

Yeah

I'm just a down home southern

Lord I don't need nothing

Just enough to get me by

And I was raised at an early age

When you shake a man's hand you look him square in the eye

I'm a real cool old school don't lie to me fool

There ain't a damn thing about me fake

Nah

I'm a modern day John Wayne

Got my daddy's last name

Born 50 years too late

Yeah

I was born born 50 years too late

I like Spring and dogs and rusty screen doors

Candle light on creaky wood floors

A good sunrise and fireflies in a jar