Detours

Jordan Davis

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I was a Renegade ragtop, revvin′ up an engine
Hell yeah, why not take it to the limit
I would smoke it if you had it at a high school party
Passin' ′round a bottle 'round a bonfire in the woods
Look at me wrong, you damn right, I'd fight ya
Parents got divorced, kinda dog that would bite ya
And I′d love ′em and I'd leave ′em and it was what it was
And it is what it is and I wouldn't change it if I could

Yeah, I lost my way
Damn near lost my mind
Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind
I was way outside the lines
Yeah, and I got way off track
Took some wrong turns lookin′ back
It's been one helluva ride in my rear view
But I thank the good Lord for the detours to you

She was an everything but the wings angel outta nowhere
′Cross the room, crooked smile and I just had to go there
Sittin' with a group of friends and sippin' on a glass of red
And I don′t remember what I said but she wrote her number down
All I ever wanted but never knew I needed
She′s the dotted lines and every sign that led me straight to Jesus
Was a voice that made me hit the brakes, slow it down, have some faith
And I had to learn from my mistakes but I'm on the right road now

Yeah, I lost my way
Damn near lost my mind
Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind
I was way outside the lines
Yeah, and I got way off track
Took some wrong turns lookin′ back
It's been one helluva ride in my rear view
And I thank the good Lord for the detours to you

Yeah, the detours to you

Well I lost my way
Damn near lost my mind
Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind
I was way outside the lines
And I got way off track
Took some wrong turns lookin′ back
It's been one helluva ride in my rear view
And only He knows all the hell I had to go through
I thank Him for the detours to you
All the detours to you

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I was a Renegade ragtop, revvin' up an engine

I would smoke it if you had it at a high school party

Passin' 'round a bottle 'round a bonfire in the woods

Look at me wrong, you damn right, I'd fight ya

Parents got divorced, kinda dog that would bite ya

And I'd love 'em and I'd leave 'em and it was what it was

And it is what it is and I wouldn't change it if I could

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Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind

It's been one helluva ride in my rear view

But I thank the good Lord for the detours to you

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She was an everything but the wings angel outta nowhere

'Cross the room, crooked smile and I just had to go there

Sittin' with a group of friends and sippin' on a glass of red

And I don't remember what I said but she wrote her number down

All I ever wanted but never knew I needed

She's the dotted lines and every sign that led me straight to Jesus

Was a voice that made me hit the brakes, slow it down, have some faith

And I had to learn from my mistakes but I'm on the right road now

And I thank the good Lord for the detours to you

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And only He knows all the hell I had to go through

Detours • 2020

Detours

Jordan Davis

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