Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Brice
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy Montana
Songwriter
Lee Brice
Songwriter
Randy Montana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Brice
Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Cody LaBella
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah, Colton, he turned eight years old
Three very short long weeks ago
And just how long he'll be around
The doctors, they don't even know
A Nerf ball football in the yard
Daddy throws it easy 'cause walkin's hard
Sometimes for living there ain't no cure
And tomorrow damn sure ain't for sure
So, what do you say?
Let's have a good day, yeah
So way down south from Mexico
Ran a barefoot boy, skin and bones
A mission group from the States came through
To hand out clothes and build a school
Someone gave that kid some bread
He didn't keep it for himself instead
He broke that piece, too small for one
And gave both to his brothers some
So, what do you say? Yeah
Let's have a good day
I'm gonna hold my kids a little stronger
I'm gonna kiss my wife a little longer
Well, Kenny, he's a fearless man
He lost his eyesight in a hand
Standing up for his Uncle Sam
Fighting in that desert sand
His wife and kids still struggle when
He has those nightmares now and then
He swears even if they never end
He would do it all again
So, what do you say?
Let's have a good day
Yeah, Colton, he was only eight
Said he saw angels, couldn't wait
To fly him home to a better place
With a smile on his face he said
What do you say?
Fly me away
Let's have a good day
Let's have a good day, oh
Oh, let's have a good day, oh
Let's have a good day
Written by: Billy Montana, Lee Brice, Randy Ennis Schlappi