I was high as the moon Falling down to you I was a sea of stars Shining bright for you I was on my way Back to you But I was only Falling backwards, now On my way back to you Falling Backwards, now On my way back to you Back to you I was down and out I was twisting down The vine for you In between and out You could have seen the light Shining just for you On my way back to you Through the thick and thin I would pull for you On my way just for you But I was only Falling Backwards, now On my way back to you Falling backwards now On my way back to you But I don't think i'll get too far Without gravity But I don't think i'll get too far Without you and me Falling backwards, now On my way back to you Falling backwards, now On my way back to you Back to you Back to you

I was sittin' on a barstool In a barbeque joint in Tennessee When this old boy walked in And he sat right down next to me I could tell he'd been through some hard times There were tear stains on his old shirt And he said do you wanna know what you get When you play a country song backwards? You get your house back You get your dog back You get your best friend Jack back You get your truck back You get your hair back You get your first and second wives back Your front porch swing Your pretty little thing Your bling bling bling and your diamond ring You get your farm and the barn and the boat and the Harley First night in jail with Charlie Sounds a little crazy A little scattered and absurd But that's what you get when you play a country song backwards Well I never heard it said quite like that It hit me in the face 'cause that's where I'm at I almost fell flat out on the floor He said "Wait a minute, that's not all, there's even more" You get your mind back Get your nerves back Your first heart attack back You get your pride back You get your life back You get your first real love back You get your big-screen TV, DVD and a washing machine You get the pond and the lawn the bail and the mower You go back where you don't know her It sounds a little crazy A little scattered and absurd But that's what you get when you play a country song backwards Oh, play that song! We sat there and shot the bull About how it would be If we could turn it all around And change this C-R-A-P You get your house back You get your dog back You get your best friend Jack back You get your truck back You get your hair back You get your first and second wives back Your front porch swing Your pretty little thing Your bling bling bling and your diamond ring You get your farm and the barn and the boat and the Harley First night in jail with Charlie You get your mind back Get your nerves back Your first heart attack back You get your pride back You get your life back You get your first real love back You get your big-screen TV, DVD, and a washing machine You get the pond and the lawn the bail and the mower You go back where you don't know her It sounds a little crazy A little scattered and absurd But that's what you get when you play a country song backwards

Words that pull the trigger fear the laughing sound Haunts you to consider love might turn you around To face a blind emotion words like 'hey, let's try' Words like think it over they just don't apply I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) Love is what you make it, love the overflow Play if you can take it some they just don't know If all the rules they are making, break somebody's heart What's the use in taking babies fall apart I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) Realize that love is just is just a word That goes unheard in a situation Of exploration Where love is nothing and you are all I can see This boy's in love with you You're everything I can see This boy's in love with you You have taken it all away from me Words that pull the trigger fear the laughing sound Haunts you to consider love might turn you around To face a blind emotion words like 'hey let's try' Words like think it over they just don't apply I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me (I'm the boy, I'm the boy) I'm the boy you made me) (I'm the boy, I'm the boy)

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