作曲:Zachory Bryan
There's a letter to your mother
That is hidden in my desk
That I wrote to her in a sober mind
It's my apology for all the things I used to be
Swearing I'll change over time
She might not believe me
Cause no one ever does
Except her daughter that loves me true
God forbid all it takes for a boy to finally wake
Is to be cherished and loved all the way through
She lets me drink my liquor
When I'm singing through the night she slaps my hand
When it's too much she's mean
And she's kind strong and divine
And lord only knows how tough
So dear miss by the time you see this
It'll be in love or it'll be in pain
May god bless and keep us
May you think kind of my name
And I know I've had my days
And I've made my mistakes
So please point me to the nearest perfect man
I'll gladly take advice from a man with no vice
If it means I can hold your hand
She was raised up proper
And I was raised up with a poor working boy's heart
The way the light is beating on her smiling cheeks
This evening is the finest of the worlds fine art
So dear miss by the time you see this
I'll be in love or it'll be in vain
May god bless and keep us
May you think kind of my name
And she's standing in
The doorway rambling on about my old ways
How they were reckless and free
How all my imperfections and every ugly lesson
Is with every last second with me
滚动歌词&翻译贡献者:Jennie Du