Testo di Pay

My dad, he had a friend, lowdown till the end Everything he did, it came out wrong No matter how hard he tried He never cheated, he never lied Had a shotgun in his hand when he died Chorus Everybody's got their own way, tomorrow's another day Make of it what you will, as you're climbing up that hill Always be prepared to pay I know a man, a guitar in his hand Taught me things I never thought I'd know But the pills and the crystal meth took him to his death All he ever wanted was a song and a sing along Second Chorus Everybody's got their way, tomorrow's another day Make of it what you will, don't forget to get your thrills Always be prepared to pay Don't forget where you're from, stick to your guns Always be good to your fellow man Bow your head and pray, every single day Life don't always turn out like you plan Repeat first chorus