Текст песни Luke Combs - A Song Was Born

[Verse 1]
Haggard on a houseboat, tryin' not to sink
Wonderin' if he oughta float back or just stay here and drink
He found a guitar 'fore he found that Shasta shore
And a song was born

[Verse 2]
Willie on an airplane, brown bag and a pen
Flyin' high thinking 'bout being on the road again
Tried her out on a crowd down at John T. Floore's
A song was born

[Chorus]
Outta real life, outta real love
The best ones you can't make up
It just means more when you've been there before
Outta hard times, outta heartbreaks
Hitch a good rhyme to a mistake
Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
A song was born

[Verse 3]
I've wrote 'em in the Carolina mountains, on a Cabo beach
In a thousand rooms in Nashville, Tennessee
On a Bitterroot River, Montana back porch
A song was born

[Chorus]
Outta real life, outta real love
The best ones you can't make up
It just means more when you've been there before
Outta hard times, outta heartbreaks
Hitch a good rhyme to a mistake
Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
A song was born

[Chorus]
Outta real life, outta real love
The best ones you can't make up
It just means more when you've been there before
Outta hard times, outta heartbreaks
Hitch a good rhyme to a mistake
Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
Then you pour those feelings out over three chords
A song was born

[Outro]
A song was born