Everything I Can (feat. the Bean Pickers Union and Green Monroe)
Chuck Melchin
Didn't mean to leave you hanging
Didn't mean to let you down
All my promises were broken
Scattered round you, fallen branches on the ground
Didn't mean to say it's over
I just need a different sky
This old town is growing smaller
You don't need to throw a clock to see time fly
Put the pedal to the metal
Watch the mile markers fade
There's no way the test your mettle
Settle in, count the hours to the grave
I got ideas, some things to put down
That I'm turning into plans
Got to bust out of this uptight little town
Made up my mind, doing everything I can