Something To Love Lyrics - Jason Isbell & 400 Unit

I hope you find something to love 

Something to do when you feel like giving up 

A song to sing or a tale to tell 

Something to Love, it'll serve you well 

I was born in a tiny southern town 

I grew up with all my family around 

We made music on the porch on Sunday nights 

Old men with old guitars smokin' Winston lights 

Old women harmonizing with the wind 

Singing softly to the savoir like a friend 

They taught me how to make the chords and sing the words 

But I's still singing like that green and speckled bird 

I hope you find something to love 

Something to do when you feel like giving up 

A song to sing or a tale to tell 

Something to Love, it'll serve you well 

Tonight we're lying on a blanket in the yard 

Wind is cold, sky is dark, and the ground is hard 

But your mama loves to count the stars at night 

So if I get a little chill then that's all right. 

I hope you find something to love 

Something to do when you feel like giving up 

A song to sing or a tale to tell 

Something to Love, it'll serve you well 

You were born on a hot late summer day 

Turned you lose and tried to stay out of your way 

Don't quite recognize the world that you call home 

Just find what makes you happy girl and do it till you're gone 

I hope you find something to love 

Something to do when you feel like giving up 

A song to sing or a tale to tell 

Something to Love, it'll serve you well (x2)