Changing Tunes Songtext
von Adam Brand
Changing Tunes Songtext
I used to not mind breaking hearts
And ending things before they′d start
I used to not mind torn apart
Yeah, I used to not mind breaking hearts
I used to not mind party nights
The last to leave, the first to fight
I used to not mind being right
Yeah, I used to think I was always right
Ah, but then I met your mamma
And when I held her hand
And I-I-I knew that God had a different plan
That I give up the long nights of howling at the moon
'Cause she taught me to change my tune
I used to not mind miniskirts
I used to not mind see-through shirts
I used to not mind girls that flirt
Yeah, I used to not mind miniskirts
Ah, but then I met you daughter
And held you by the hand
And I-I-I knew that God had a different plan
And I′d give up the long nights of howling at the moon
'Cause you taught me to change my tune
I used to not mind growing old
I used to not mind tomorrow
But when we both turn grey and old
You'll still have a hand to hold
Yes and when I meet him daughter
I′ll shake his sweating hand
And I-I-I know that he′ll be a gentle man
'Cause I know how we raised you
And I swear I′ll play it cool
When I tell him all the ways you'll change his tune
And ending things before they′d start
I used to not mind torn apart
Yeah, I used to not mind breaking hearts
I used to not mind party nights
The last to leave, the first to fight
I used to not mind being right
Yeah, I used to think I was always right
Ah, but then I met your mamma
And when I held her hand
And I-I-I knew that God had a different plan
That I give up the long nights of howling at the moon
'Cause she taught me to change my tune
I used to not mind miniskirts
I used to not mind see-through shirts
I used to not mind girls that flirt
Yeah, I used to not mind miniskirts
Ah, but then I met you daughter
And held you by the hand
And I-I-I knew that God had a different plan
And I′d give up the long nights of howling at the moon
'Cause you taught me to change my tune
I used to not mind growing old
I used to not mind tomorrow
But when we both turn grey and old
You'll still have a hand to hold
Yes and when I meet him daughter
I′ll shake his sweating hand
And I-I-I know that he′ll be a gentle man
'Cause I know how we raised you
And I swear I′ll play it cool
When I tell him all the ways you'll change his tune
Writer(s): Adam Brand, Willie Shaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com