We Were Young - Leaves of the Fallen Lyrics

One-armed bandit on sevens
Looking down from heaven
Cigarette and coffee in hand
Lived on double-wides
And blackberry pies
Gotta ask you won't understand

Whoo Whooo
Whooo hooo hooo

LA to LA
Red roads to gray
Bourbon to tequila
What do I miss the most
Catfish and gumbos
Or that I'll never see ya

Whoo Whooo
Whooo hooo hooo
Whoo Whooo
Whooo hooo hooo
When the wind's blowing ya down
When summer has faded out
Well I hear ya calling
On Sunday morning
Watching leaves of the fallen

This for the ones down in Anacoco
Where the cypress meets the riverbed
This is for the ones in Texarkana
Who would trade their lives for a friend
Here's to the season
Look them in the eye
With a gleam of thankful surprise
Raise up a glass to that family and friends
The lost but not forgotten

And shine on the good times we had
Do not trip on your past
But when I hear ya callin'
I start to ballin'
Watching Leaves of the Fallen
When the wind's blowing ya down
When summer has faded out
Well I hear ya calling
On Sunday morning
Watching leaves of the fallen

Watching leaves of the fallen