Take What You Want and Leave the Rest (Live Feb 10, 2022)

When I was young if you said boy sit down and tell me When you get old where your life might lead An astronaut, on the first flight out to Venus But some things just don't work out like good dreams Instead I wake up and go to work each mornin' I count the hours til' I can play these strings Many people aim to give me their suggestions When I know their life ain't quite like it seems These paint covered, overworked, and bloody knuckled Calloused hands earn me exactly what I need Spend all my dollars to record me scream and holler All the stories I write that make me feel like me Ohhhhh, Woah, Ohhhh I sing the truth though I may not do it best Take what you want and leave the rest I write these songs with an inch left of my pencil In some ol' book I got when I turned 21 I oversleep and I show up looking tired Last night this guitar and I had some fun Not everyone's gonna like the words I'm singin But I'll just keep on playin' all night long Its not about, makin' money chasin' stages But the love I have for writing these here songs These paint covered, overworked, and bloody knuckled Calloused hands earn me exactly what I need Spend all my dollars to record me scream and holler All the stories I write that make me feel like me Ohhhhh, Woah, Ohhhh I sing the truth though I may not do it best Take what you want and leave the rest These paint covered, overworked, and bloody knuckled Calloused hands earn me exactly what I need Spend all my dollars to record me scream and holler All the stories I write that make me feel like me Ohhhhh, Woah, Ohhhh I sing the truth though I may not do it best Take what you want and leave the rest