Letter to Me

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Brad Paisley - Country, USA

Letter to Me

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[Verse 1] If I could write a letter to me And send it back in time to myself at seventeen First, I'd prove it's me by sayin' look under your bed There's a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hid And then I'd say I know it's tough When you break up after seven months [Pre-Chorus] And yeah, I know you really liked her and it just don't seem fair But all I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare [Chorus] And, oh, you got so much goin' for you, goin' right But I know at seventeen it's hard to see past Friday night She wasn't right for you and still you feel like there's a knife Stickin' out of your back and you're wonderin' if you'll survive But you'll make it through this and you'll see You're still around to write this letter to me [Verse 2] At the stop sign at Tomlinson and Eighth Always stop completely, well, don't just tap your brakes And when you get a date with Bridgett, make sure the tank is full On second thought, forget it, that one turns out kinda cool Each and every time you have a fight Just assume you're wrong and Dad is right [Pre-Chorus] And you should really thank Mrs. Brinkman, she spends so much extra time It's like she sees the diamond underneath and she's polishin' you 'til you shine [Chorus] And, oh, you got so much goin' for you, goin' right But I know at seventeen it's hard to see past Friday night Tonight's the bonfire rally, but you're stayin' home instead Because if you fail Algebra, Mom and Dad'll kill you dead But trust me, you'll squeak by and get a C And you're still around to write this letter to me [Bridge] Well, you got so much up ahead and you'll make new friends You should see your kids and wife And I'd end by sayin' have no fear These are nowhere near the best years of your life [Pre-Chorus] I guess I'll see you in the mirror when you're a grown man P.S., go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can [Chorus] And, oh, you got so much goin' for you, goin' right But I know at seventeen it's hard to see past Friday night I, I wish you'd study Spanish, I wish you'd take a typin' class I wish you wouldn't worry, let it be Hey, I'd say have a little faith and you'll see [Outro] If I could write a letter to me To me

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  • Brad Paisley