Whistling for the Birds

[Verse 1]
Well it looks like the bells are about to chime
Another raised glass for some friends of mine
They got a brand-new house and a 401 K
And a mapped out plan traveled day by day

[Chorus]
Feels like I'm still back playing with sticks and stones
Got a bruise so bad sunk into my bones
Will I ever make sense of my momma's wise words
Keep running my mouth whistling for the birds
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
He had hands of steal and some leather-bound boots
Walked the whole damn world, walked right in my roots
Is it hard to believe you could ever just stay?
Guеss the ground was too soft, guess the fiеlds too grey

[Chorus]
Feels like I'm still back playing with sticks and stones
Got a bruise so bad sunk into my bones
Will it ever make sense all these tracks that I lay
Still sitting here wondering why you walked away
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh