I havent slept in three whole weeks,
And life's catching up to me yea,
This time around-


And I think that I'm over due for,
A pretty girl like you but,

You're off the ground.

Ohh what to do?

What should I do?



Well maybe I could sit on the porch and drink a beer,
Or two or three... or six!


Or maybe I could go to sleep for hours or days,
Or weeks or years but,


No matter what I do,
I'll still be, livin' through,
The best of times, the worst of times,


And I guess it makes more sense if I-



Just let it, go-
I'll just let it, go-



I've had friends walk out on me,

I can't trust most family.
Where could I turn?


But my guitar she's always there,
And music's everywhere, that's,
A lesson learned.


Ohh what to do?
what could I do?



Well I could play a different show every night,

Just for crowds of three,
Or I could risk it all on tour and play her when I feel hungry,


But it'll always be me and her, fighting for this dream,
Cause she makes me sing...



So I'll let it, go-
I'll just let it, go-



Roll it off,

My shoulders now.



I'll-
Just let it go.