اشعار و ترجمه - Whoever You Turn Out To Be
— خوانده شده توسط Luke Combs
"Whoever You Turn Out To Be" غزل و ترجمه. کشف کنید که چه کسی این آهنگ را نوشته است. تهیه کننده و کارگردان این موزیک ویدیو کیست. "Whoever You Turn Out To Be" آهنگساز، اشعار، تنظیم، سیستم عامل های جریان، و غیره. "Whoever You Turn Out To Be" آهنگی است که در انگلیسی اجرا شده است. "Whoever You Turn Out To Be" توسط Luke Combs
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"Whoever You Turn Out To Be" اشعار به زبان انگلیسی دارد.
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Lyrics:
A hand-me-down F-150
Might not be the tank you empty
Burning gasoline
The day you turn sixteen
And just because dusty boots
And camouflage are in your roots
Don’t mean you ever gotta wear ‘em
If that ain’t you, I don’t care
Yeah, I used to love to sling that dirt up down them rural routes
But God might have a different map dot planned for you mapped out
So what if you don’t stick around this little town that raised you
So what if you don’t cut your teeth on Junior, Jones, and Waylon
Now it might work out
That you don’t turn out anything like me
But I’ll love whoever you turn out to be
What if you picked up a canvas
And you just up and single-handed
Painted scenes
The world ain’t ever seen
Oh, maybe you were made for something
Me and your Mama don’t see comin’
You ain’t gotta know right now
You got your whole life to figure it out
You might choose a simple life, raise some kids and settle down
But you ain’t gotta change the world to make your Daddy proud
So what if you don’t stick around this little town that raised you
So what if you won’t bait a hook even if I paid you
Now it might work out
That you don’t turn out anything like me
But I’ll love whoever you turn out to be
So what if you don’t stick around this little town that raised you
You’ll always have your spot at Sunday supper that we saved you
Now it might work out
That you don’t turn out anything like me
But I’ll love whoever you turn out to be