Hold Your Horses - Intellectual

[Intro]

Two wheels, ten speed, downhill, John Street

I can still hear my old man saying, “Son you better slow down.”

First car, sixteen, old Ford, but new to me

He took those keys after word of my first ticket got around

But ever since I brought her home he’s saying something different now

Boy you don’t wanna hold your horses

You don’t wanna take this one slow

You only get one this close to perfect

And it’s true what they say, when you know, you know

So give her that white picket fence

Couple dogs in the yard

Drive that old pickup so she can have a nеw car

A pinewood swing out front where thе wraparound porch is

And a place to hold her horses

So move fast and don’t wait, be too little or too late

Don't let her be the one that got away

Don't take all day

Boy you don’t wanna hold your horses

You don’t wanna take this one slow

You only get one this close to perfect

And it’s true what they say, when you know, you know

So give her that white picket fence

Couple dogs in the yard

Drive that old pickup so she can have a new car

A pinewood swing out front where the wraparound porch is

And a place to hold her horses

So find a spot, 50-acre lot

And break ground as soon as you can

The best advice I ever got came from my old man

He said you don’t wanna hold your horses

Don’t take this one slow

You only get one this close to perfect

And it’s true what they say, when you know, you know

So give her that white picket fence

Couple dogs in the yard

Drive that old pickup so she can have a new car

A pinewood swing out front where the wraparound porch is

And a place to hold her horses

A place to hold her horses