Had an old Ford Cobra with a 302 boss man sittin' under the hood
Pullin' on a cool up and down McDowell Road
Bill Lilly in the back seat rollin' down the window, hittin' every sign he could
Yellin' hurry up boys, I'm runnin' out of thing to throw
I was trouble on legs like a worn-out razor, cuttin' everything I touched
Cut one too many, so I figured I blaze a trail
I ran like the devil in a house on fire, but I didn't run fast enough
You can run all you want, but you can't outrun your self
Let it go, what else can you do, oh
You can't hold what you can't hold, oh no
Can't stay young, gotta get old
It ain't like you ain't never been told
It don't do no good to complain about the pain you can't outgrow
Let it go
Time flies by like an angry girl, ain't thought about home in years
Last thing I heard booty little got drunk and died
So they all got together and they said a few words
And they covered the stones with beer
There's a hole in the ground don't never get satisfied
Let it go, what else can you do, oh
You can't hold what you can't hold, oh no
Can't stay young, gotta get old
It ain't like you ain't never been told
It don't do no good to complain about the pain you can't outgrow
Let it go
Let it go
You only go around once
And it don't go slow like a bullet from a gun
You can't un-live where you come from you know
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