Beneath Oak Trees
Dylan Gossett
3:58Sit on down, let me write a song about you Let me be the first to tell you, darlin', it's a sad tune I know you're tired From last years of bad fumes So I brought you daisies to remind you that it's past you Oh, oh, oh, oh Play your cards, show me you know how to 'Cause I've got a hand that's fine And I'm betting with or without you Say those words, that you never get around to 'Cause you've been holding on to them from those around you Oh, oh, oh, oh If I was the man Lucky to hold your hand I promise I can show you What it means to give a damn And be someone you can't Wait to come home to, oh Were you too young To know he doesn't love you? Need a man you adore and trust to Be there for everything with you I won't pretend that I'm too much different But I've got something that you're missing Well, a heart that knows the difference And just give me a second Please, just listen, oh If I was the man Lucky to hold your hand I promise I can show you What it means to give a damn And be someone you can't Wait to come home to, oh Singing, "Oh" If I was the man Lucky to hold your hand I promise I can show you, oh What it means to give a damn And be someone you can't Wait to come home to, oh Know you're tired of being hurt And left in the dirt By those meant to hold you So, baby, let me put you first Let me show your worth To everyone around you You got me singing, "Oh" Oh, oh, oh Singing, "Oh" Oh, oh, oh