Rodney Atkins - Lifelines Lyrics

I packed up my pickup at seventeen
With Uncle Bob's old Martin guitar and a dream
Went from singing in church
To singing for tips in a honky tonk

Said I became a Jukebox flash
Play anything from Zeppelin to Cash
As the hard headed, hard living
Cover singing, cover of my own self

Forgot who I was and where I was from
Then early one morning, my daddy showed up

Lifelines, where would we be without lifelines?
When we're lost at sea, the devil's got you thinking
That the boat ain't sinking but your boots are getting wet
That's the thing about lifelines

It tell you the truth
When you won't reach out, they grab a hold of you
You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime
Thank God for lifelines

These days I call home every Sunday afternoon
Mama always says, "Well, I was just thinking about you
How's my favorite son?" Say you mean your only one?
Oh, I'm good, almost as good as your gravy

She said, "Your sister stops by with the kids every day"
The divorce has been tough, they're gonna be okay
Your daddy keeps them busy watching [Incomprehensible] on the water
Let's them cast their cares away"

Then she said, "Son, I know you gotta make money
But don't forget to make time to slow down
Stop by, have a real piece of pie" Yeah

Lifelines, where would we be without lifelines?
When we're lost at sea, the devil's got you thinking
That the boat ain't sinking but your boots are getting wet
That's the thing about lifelines

It tell you the truth
And when you won't reach out, they grab a hold of you
You're lucky to find a few in a lifetime
So thank God for lifelines

Where would we be without lifelines?
When we're lost at sea, the devil's got you thinking
That the boat ain't sinking but your boots are sure getting wet
That's the thing about lifelines

It tell you the truth
When you won't reach out, they grab a hold of you
You're lucky to find a few in your lifetime
So thank God for lifelines

Whoa ooh whoa
Thank God for lifelines