I make all my best decisions for the day that lies ahead of me, in the mornin And I make all the worst decisions in the evenin, when the poison hits my mind Well if it's one thing that my momma said, to lock away inside my head and use it when I need from time to time Just let it go where it's supposed to Let your life hang out the window to dry And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again Then I guess it was probably time Well my father had this moment back before fast food and strip malls ruled his town Oh, keep the land or sell it, 20 acres, he had always turned it down But as the tractors all moved in and I watched as he'd pretend not to show it from the inside lookin out He said let it go where it's supposed to Let your life hang out the window to dry And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again Then I guess it was probably time Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Now that I'm a man myself and my father's bones are turnin' into dust I got a boy to raise through hell and just pray he turns out half the man he was When you grown and think you've seen it all, nothin will prepare the fall Please just take these words before I'm gone Just let it go where it's supposed to Let your life hang out the window to dry And if it catches the wind, and you never see it again Then I guess it was probably time Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh