(Come here... babe, why are you crying? "Because I want to stay with you" Your mommy loves you very much) Communication I wait to see if we could ever get together and talk like we used to We get together and we talk Like we used to, but you don't want to You want a separation And now that's strike three I tried everything, I work so hard for you To constantly hear how I fail and abandon you I put my heart in a dream (My heart) And now that dream, it makes sure the baby She has food to eat And your fancy house gets paid for, you hear me? You never learned one thing No, you never believed in me So if you're gonna leave, get out Just remember this is what I'm all about: I do it for the love, I do it for the rain I do it for the passion, I do it for the pain I do it for the rush, I do it for the doubt I do it for my daughter, man, 'cause she's what I'm about I do it for my mom, I do it for my dad Do it for my sanity, it's hanging from a thread I do it for the audience who understands the need Standing on the stage, cut the shit and let it bleed So pack it up, pack it in, write it up, write it down Just remember that I've told you, it's what I'm all about (Wait-wait-wait...) I missed the tour where you told me not to come home again An ex-boyfriend was taking my place at our first Lamaze (You've gotta be kidding me) How hard that was because 'Cause your voice so crooked and wrong You bury your intentions like a motherfucking nuclear bomb (Nuclear bomb!) I lived in a hotel room 'til the day she was born And I never knew what words to say That could get us through our first chance at divorce You promised change and I believed I walked right back into the same So if you're gonna leave me, go away I do it for the love, I do it for the rain I do it for the passion, I do it for the pain I do it for the rush, I do it for the doubt I do it for my daughter, man, 'cause she's what I'm about I do it for my mom, I do it for my dad Do it for my sanity, it's hanging from a thread I do it for the audience who understands the need Standing on the stage, cut the shit and let it bleed I do it for my brother, I do it for his wife I do it for my manager, 'cause God, he saved my life I do it for the confidence, I do it for release I do it 'cause I'm sick of feeling sadness, full of peace I do it for the sunshine, for my friends I did it for you, for you over and over and over again But you would never understand, so fuck it! So pack it up, pack it in, write it up, write it down Just remember that I've told you, it's what I'm all about (Get out! Go away!) I do it for the love, I do it for the rain I do it for the passion, I do it for the pain I do it for the rush, I do it for the doubt I do it for my daughter, man, 'cause she's what I'm about I do it for my mom, I do it for my dad Do it for my sanity, it's hanging from a thread I do it for the audience who understands the need Standing on the stage, cut the shit and let it bleed I do it for the love, for the love Do it for the love, for the love I do it for the love, do it, do it, do it For the love, for my daughter So pack it up, pack it in, write it up, write it down Just remember that I've told you, it's what I'm all about Connect with Blue October Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/blueoctober Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/blueoctober... TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@blueoctoberband Twitter: https://twitter.com/blueoctober

[Verse 1] What can you see from your window? I can't see anything from mine Flags on the side of the highway Scripture on grocery store signs Maybe eighteen is too early Maybe thirty or forty is too Did you get your chance to make peace with the man Before he sent down his angels for you? [Chorus 1] Mamas and grandmamas love you 'Cause that's all they know how to do You never planned on the bombs in the sand Or sleeping in your dress blues [Verse 2] Your wife said this all would be funny When you came back home in a week You'd turn twenty-two and we'd celebrate you In a bar or a tent by the creek Your baby would just about be here Your very last tour would be up But you won't be back, they're all dressing in black Drinking sweet tea in Styrofoam cups [Chorus 2] Mamas and grandmamas love you American boys hate to lose You never planned on the bombs in the sand Or sleeping in your dress blues [Verse 3] Now the high school gymnasium's ready Full of flowers and old legionnaires Nobody showed up to protest They just sniffle and stare There's red, white and blue in the rafters There's silent old men from the corps What did they say when they shipped you away To give all in some God awful war? [Chorus 3] Nobody here could forget you You showed us what we had to lose You never planned on the bombs in the sand Or sleeping in your dress blues Oh, you never planned on the bombs in the sand Or sleeping in your dress blues [Outro] You never planned on the bombs in the sand Or sleeping in your dress blues Subscribe Here! http://bit.ly/ZacBrownBandSub Catch Us On Tour! http://bit.ly/ZacBrownBandTour Zac Brown Band Merch! http://bit.ly/ZacBrownBandMerch Listen to Our Albums! http://bit.ly/ZBBMusic Keep Up With Zac Brown Band Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/zacbrownband Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/zacbrownband Twitter: https://twitter.com/zacbrownband Website: http://www.zacbrownband.com