Western Centuries - The Old You lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, I came from town to see the country I heard it's real pretty, of what is left My feet on the ground, my hands in the air I'm havin' a moment and nobody cares [Chorus] I can't recall the name of this place But I remember that look on your face When I told you that there might not be better days I came from town to see the country Turns out it's still pretty, the little that's left [Verse 2] And I came to bein' more like I ought to Thanks to the old you, of what is left My feet on the ground, my heart's in the air I'm fallin' in love, it don't matter who cares [Chorus] I can't seem to put a name to the face But I know just what to do in this case I'll just turn to you and say that surely there'll be better days I came to bein' more like I used to Thanks to the old you, the little that's left A big ol' thanks to you, the little that's left