Sunday morning coming down
I was raised on the radio
A soundtrack to my heart and soul
Loosing games on Friday nights
Busch Light by the campfire light
A song always hanging around
Somewhere in the background
When you're high or when you're low
When your stars are burning bright
When you can't even see the light
Roll on roll on go on and sing
There's a song for everything
It was Jesse's girl on the dance floor
Marina Del Ray in my first Ford
It was Conway Twitty singing that's my job the day my dad met god
Amazing grace when I got saved
When a man loves a woman on my wedding day
We're here for a while and then were gone
But time and the beat goes on
When you're high or when you're low
When your stars are burning bright
When you can't even see the light
Roll on roll on go on and sing
There's a song for everything
When you're high or when you're low
When your stars are burning bright
When you can't even see the light
Roll on roll on go on and sing
There's a song for everything