Flightless Bird Lyrics - Singles - Josh Hoke

In Jefferson county, where I was born 

Used to walk along train tracks, play tag in the corn 

But time rearranges, time has a way 

And lately I've lost all track of the day 

I met a girl, she was pretty-eyed, fine 

Camped out under the covers, told me she was all mine 

But people are people, they stick to the plan 

Couldn't marry the son of no poor preacher man 

With your words on fire, and my roots so tired from running 

These wings don't fly, so don't you let me go tonight 

So we sing for the good times, sing for the thrill 

Of a youth that is fading, a love with no will 

And we drink to the lovers who don't have a clue 

Keep digging hard at the ditch and scratch at the blue