Things Don't Always Work Out Songtext
von Greg Tannen

Hiding out in Spain
Curling in a shell
Everyday the same
Waking to the church bells
With an easy smile
And a big ol′ mouth
Drift for a while
Down south

Things don't always work out
Things don′t always work out
Things don't always work out

Head into the hills
Sleeping on my chest
For the nighttime chill
Go on take my vest
Thinking about my girl
And a small goodbye
On top of the world
You look into the sky


Things don't always work out
Things don′t always work out
Things don′t always work out

Take a train to November
To the great cold Northeast
Sail through December
Yeah kill the beast
I got New York City
Looking oh so pretty
It's a real sweet life

Walking on my street
Like I always do
Feeling my heart beat
Strong and true
You′re walking on your street
Like you always do
Feeling your heart beat
Just for you

Things don't always work out
Things don′t always work out
Things don't always work out