Most Good Things Do - Acoustic

Yeah, there′s something about that blue sky
And the wings on a blue butterfly as it flies past my window
Then there I go, falling down like a domino
Back where I tend to go

To an evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on Valentine’s
To crickets cryin′ a lullaby underneath the ‘Bama moon
It’s hard movin′ on when it all reminds me of you
Hell, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do

When I think of the things that I miss
Like the breath underneath of a kiss
As it floats off into the past, I want it back
So I let the whiskey take me back to

An evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on Valentine′s
To crickets cryin’ a lullaby underneath the ′Bama moon
It’s hard movin′ on when it all reminds me of you
Hell, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do
Most good things do

Most good things don’t last forever, ends too damn soon
When you think of me, I hope it brings you back to

An evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on Valentine′s
Crickets cryin’ a lullaby underneath the ‘Bama moon
It′s hard movin′ on when it all reminds me of you
Yeah, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do
Most good things do