Good Ol' Days

Oh, southern breeze
I believe you're the only one who can
The religious and the rest
They've all tried their best
Well I guess some things you just don't understand
I'm on the road but I'm in doubt
If I stand to lose from winning
To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days
The good ol' days
Oh, southern pines
Reaching for the sky
Spending time just me and you
Oh Lord, when will the road run out
I'm on the road but I'm in doubt
If I stand to lose from winning
To find the truth I'm willing
The good ol' days
Oh Lord, when will the road run out
And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace
If I stand to lose from winning
The good ol' days
Oh southern breeze
Knock me to my knees
Oh Lord, when will the road run out
And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace
To find the truth I'm willing
I'm convinced that I can fly
Beneath your shade
Oh, and its all overdue
Mmm, the pulpit and pew where I was saved
And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace
To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days
I'm on the road but I'm in doubt
To find the truth I'm willing
To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days
I believe you're the only one who can