Fold the note, into threes

Place my bets while on the run

Old man told me I’d feel ready

To rise and fall with the setting sun

And if I sold my soul

Somewhere between point

A and point B

Would I realize what I’ve down

Before I made it down to New Orleans

And I know change is coming

This how things tend to go

And it’s in the corners we roam

Guess I’ll never know

How to let go

Now you’ve got the road ahead

Several years have come to pass

He said son hold on to the good timеs

Cus I could never

Figure out how to makе them last

Then I dragged my bones

All the way across the USA

Then I made it to the place

Where I felt like I was born and raised

And I know change is coming

But I swear that I was just here

And it’s in the corners we roam

Guess I’ll never know

How to let go