Second Hand - Slaid Cleaves/Adam Carroll
Composed by：Slaid Cleaves/Adam Carroll
In a dusty old church basement
My daddy lit his second cigarette
Spoke of all the years he wasted
Letting go of all those old regrets
And as I watch my own smoke settle
It's not too hard to understand
That so much of who I am today
Well I just picked up second hand
Was a time that I was searching
For something I could call my own
Guess I didn't really have the goods
Now I'm rolling over one more payday loan
Took a load down to the local pawn
Went back to work for my old man
Drivin' home tonight to the wife and kids
In a Plymouth that I bought second hand
Cactus growing 'round that old blue van
We used to roll out across this land
Feeling brave and free we were singing born to run
I go and visit her from time to time
Sun settin through that old red pine
Just held together with spare parts
And duct tape till you're done
I know I'm not the one she fell for
She smiles but I can see it in her eyes
And when she stares into the distance
I know there's only so much she can hide
I'm headed to the tent revival
Where lost souls reach for heaven's plan
I gotta find some kind of light tonight
Even if it's only second hand
Cactus growing 'round that old blue van
We used to roll out across this land
So many times I can't
Remember where we started from
I go and visit her from time to time
Sun settin' through that old red pine
Just held together with
Spare parts and duct tape till you're done
In a dusty old church basement
My daddy lit another cigarette
Blew the smoke up to the ceiling
Letting go of all those old regrets
And as I watch my own smoke settle
It's not too hard to understand
That so much of who I am today
Well I just picked up second hand
I just picked up second hand
