Cup of coffee and a clearer head
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Jelly over warm cornbread
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Feeling ready for whatever the day's gonna bring
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Old boots, socks are new
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Neighbors waving, sky is blue
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I may be almost broke but this feeling is free
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No doubt I'm right where I belong
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No part of this road feels wrong
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It looks like the good life's coming on strong
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Kids laugh, radio sings
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Bees buzzing, grass is green
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Smell of charcoal burning on the breeze
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And up ahead half a mile
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I stop in to see her smile
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Thank you Lord for that angel watching over me
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No doubt I'm right where I belong
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No part of this road feels wrong
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It looks like the good life's coming on strong
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Like forgiveness on Sunday
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Or syrup and pancakes
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We're meant to be
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She opens the door
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And she jumps in my arms
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Yeah it's easy to see
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No doubt I'm right where I belong
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No part of this road feels wrong
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It looks like the good life
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Finally my steps are steady and true
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And it's all because of you
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It looks like the good life's coming on strong
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Coming on strong
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The Good Life
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| Casey James |
