Whitney Rose - Lookin' Back on Luckenbach lyrics

[Chorus] Lookin' back on Luckenbach Where I learned to walk the walk I get choked up and I can't talk Lookin' back on Luckenbach [Verse 1] I'm a little scared to send a postcard I don't know what they think of me 'Cause some folks, they stay where they come from But some folks gotta leave [Pre-Chorus] When I look back on the good old simple times I pour a gla** of whiskey and let the music flood my mind [Chorus] Lookin' back on Luckenbach Where I learned to walk the walk Where I learned to play guitar Man I really loved that bar I left and had to pay the price Of what it costs to leave paradise I get choked up and I can't talk Lookin' back on Luckenbach [Verse 2] My hands are full My guitar in a suitcase My mind is filled with memories and dreams I don't need one more than the other I need them both like I need air to breathe [Pre-Chorus] When I look back on the good old simple times I pour a gla** of whiskey and let the music flood my mind [Chorus] Lookin' back on Luckenbach Where I learned to walk the walk Where I learned to play guitar Man I really loved that bar I left and had to pay the price Of what it costs to leave paradise I get choked up and I can't talk Lookin' back on Luckenbach I get choked up and I can't talk Lookin' back on Luckenbach