Songtext:
(Rodney Crowell)
I don't drink as much as I used to
'cos lately that just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought'a
they pass quickly like when I was a child
And lately I've learnt how to listen
to a sound like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
there's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
Now the midsummer days ain't so heady
they just drift like a breeze through my mind
And nothing appears in a hurry
as if to make up for some old long-lost time
And lately I've learnt how to listen
to a sound like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
there's a song for the friends I have found
They keep my feet on the ground
They keep my feet on the ground
They keep my feet on the ground
I don't drink as much as I used to
'cos lately that just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought'a
they pass quickly like when I was a child
And lately I've learnt how to listen
to a sound like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
there's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
Now the midsummer days ain't so heady
they just drift like a breeze through my mind
And nothing appears in a hurry
as if to make up for some old long-lost time
And lately I've learnt how to listen
to a sound like the sun going down
In the magic that morning is bringing
there's a song for the friends I have found
They keep my feet on the ground
They keep my feet on the ground
They keep my feet on the ground
