norman north - on my own lyrics
i’m tryna get me my own, get me my own
kiss my momma, pack her bag and tell my daddy i’m sorry
i ain’t make no announcement, i ain’t throw me no party
push my brother out the truck, i gotta do this alone
if i don’t pick up the phone, i’m tryna get me my own
tell my girl i pack her bag, she tell me she wanna stay
thankful that she let me hang and she would’ve gotten away
six string and a notebook, i put in this song
some days i feel like i’m wrong, but i just want it my own
momma and daddy was cool, but i gotta get me my own
if i don’t pick up the phone, i’m tyna get me my own
it’s my town, country boy, where i’m from, only night stars glow
one road in my city, if a troop on it, better drive slow
packed up and left, i promised momma i’d call
my ex had moved on and she ain’t miss me at all
i told my lil’ brother to look after my dogs
big old trees from a town so small, i had to, i had to
kiss my momma, pack her bag and tell my daddy i’m sorry
i ain’t make no announcement, i ain’t throw me no party
push my brother out the truck, i gotta do this alone
if i don’t pick up the phone, i’m tryna get me my own
tell my girl i pack her bag, she tell me she wanna stay
thankful that she let me hang and she would’ve gotten away
six string and a notebook, i put in this song
some days i feel like i’m wrong, but i just want it my own
momma and daddy was cool, but i gotta get me my own
if i don’t pick up the phone, i’m tyna get me my own
i’m tryna get me my own on my own terms
write the story of my life in my own words
i know they won’t understand, but me and god got a plan
i put it all in my hands like a road burn
packin’ up a chevy like i’m never comin’ back
pickin’ up the pieces of the puzzle to my past
leave it all behind, it’s me, myself, and i
so don’t y’all wonder why i won’t be surprised when i
kiss my momma, pack her bag and tell my daddy i’m sorry
i ain’t make no announcement, i ain’t throw me no party
push my brother out the truck, i gotta do this alone
if i don’t pick up the phone, i’m tryna get me my own
tell my girl i pack her bag, she tell me she wanna stay
thankful that she let me hang and she would’ve gotten away
six string and a notebook, i put in this song
some days i feel like i’m wrong, but i just want it my own
momma and daddy was cool, but i gotta get me my own
if i don’t pick up the phone, i’m tyna get me my own
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