Jason Paul Johnston - Should

Got a quarter in my pocket, got a half note at my side
Got the beauty of the western world, I'm the effervescent child
See the old man by the beer store, asks for help as I go past
Says his life has been a little rough, but he doesn't want lunch
He prefers the cash

And I swear, as I take a second glance
And I curse, when the truth invades my sense
Then I bend, a little lower than I would
If I hadn't been accosted, by some should

Stupid car is, in my way now. Someone should learn how to drive
Looking backwards as I honk my horn, I see the fear in the old man's tired eyes

And I swear, as I take a second glance
And I curse, when the truth invades my sense
Then I bend, a little lower than I would
If I hadn't been accosted, by some should

Got a guitar on my back now, swing it round and bat some truth
You listen to it from your bar room seat
But you better watch out before it gets you in the tooth

And I swear, as I take a second glance
And I curse, when the truth invades my sense
Then I bend, a little lower than I would
If I hadn't been accosted, by some should

Some good ol fashioned sense of good, I should, I should, I should...

Written by:
Jason Johnston

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