I kept my word
Drove trucks for eleven years and writes like someone with time to think and no radio
the numbers
- bpm
- 86
- key
- D major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.44
- vocal at
- 9.1s
- length
- 3:51
- language
- En
lyrics
You laughed and raised your flask that night at Joe’s Said, “If I’m late tomorrow, you already know” I wrote it on a paper sack with a pen I stole Now I keep that paper folded in my shirt sleeve hole It was two in the morning when you signed your name On a napkin by the till, under a busted fan Now every clock in this old truck says the same I’m driving through the rain just to be your man I kept my word I kept my word I kept my word I kept my word Your mama’s screen door groaned when I stepped inside The casserole sat cold, the coffee black as tar You said, “You really came,” and then you cried I set that changed-time watch down on the scarred-up bar It was two in the morning when you signed your name On a napkin by the till, under a busted fan Now every clock in this old truck says the same I’m driving through the rain just to be your man I kept my word I kept my word I kept my word I kept my word Now the jukebox hums low through the feed-store walls And that old drunk promise still hangs in the air You learned I wasn’t joking when the hammer falls I was there in my work boots, waiting on your stare I kept my word I kept my word I kept my word I kept my word