Six Feet Overground ©2005 Corey Parkman / Bret Bingham Yeah man you look like hell But that ain’t no place to dwell It’s time you turned the page On her and yesterday Well, there’s no headstone, there’s no grave There’s air in your lungs and blood in your veins Chorus Long as you still stand six feet overground I tell ya there’s still time to make the best of now Until you’re laid down in the dust Well I tell you things are lookin’ up Long as you still stand six feet overground Say you’ve lost your desire Just wanna rest a while Well, the clock’s hands ain’t slowin’ So get on up, get goin’ Pull on your boots, no time for debate Grass grows over he who hesitates (Chorus) Bridge So take a ride in a muscle car Skip the bar, drink in the stars Sing as the summer rain’s fallin’ down Put a fresh coat of red on this town (Repeat Chorus)
