Backyard Lullaby (feat. Noah Gordon)

I'm not trying to complain, I'm so thankful for what I got

I work my fingers to the bone

But these bills they never stop

No matter how much overtime I get, it ain't quite enough

The mortgage get's late, something breaks

And that's when the times get tough

And bad thing's come in threes but I wish that wasn't true

'Cause I don't think I can take another

After this one and two

There's still a roof over our head and plenty of food to eat

Clean clothes for both of the kids

Socks and shoes on their feet

And they got no idea, I'll never let them see me sweat

I do what I got to do

To make it right with no regrets

And if my stress get's too high

Then I'll take a step outside

Embrace the sounds that nature makes, my backyard lullaby

Listen to the crickets sing, the rattle of the dog chain

Listen to the south bound breeze just creeping through the trees

And the creek of the weather veins

Sitting in my lawn chair, sending up a little prayer

I need some answers tonight

Turn my troubles down low Lord, soothe my soul

One more time with the backyard lullaby

Like every other working man I go through trying times

When responsibilty's rain heavy on my mind

And I just need to get away and take a walk outside

I don't need no flashlight, I got star's and moon shine

Then the breeze starts whistling

The whippoorwills  start singing

I love listening to forget the way that I'm feeling

'Cause sounds I hear at night I don't notice in the day

All the dog's barking loud like they got something to say

Engine's in the diesel truck's roaring down the highway

I feel the bass beating in speaker's a mile away

If my tension starts to rise, I got to be outside

That's the only place I can hear my backyard lullaby

Listen to the crickets sing, the rattle of the dog chain

Listen to the south bound breeze just creeping through the trees

And the creek of the weather veins

Sitting in my lawn chair, sending up a little prayer

I need some answers tonight

Turn my troubles down low Lord, soothe my soul

One more time with the backyard lullaby

Listen to the crickets sing, the rattle of the dog chain

Listen to the south bound breeze just creeping through the trees

And the creek of the weather veins

Sitting in my lawn chair, sending up a little prayer

I need some answers tonight

Turn my troubles down low Lord, soothe my soul

One more time with the backyard lullaby