Josh Hoke - Flightless Bird lyrics

In Jefferson county, where I was born Used to walk along train tracks, play tag in the corn But time rearranges, time has a way And lately I've lost all track of the day I met a girl, she was pretty-eyed, fine Camped out under the covers, told me she was all mine But people are people, they stick to the plan Couldn't marry the son of no poor preacher man With your words on fire, and my roots so tired from running These wings don't fly, so don't you let me go tonight So we sing for the good times, sing for the thrill Of a youth that is fading, a love with no will And we drink to the lovers who don't have a clue Keep digging hard at the ditch and scratch at the blue