Bluebird Days

Jordan Davis

Damn Good Time

Money Isn't Real

Tucson Too Late

What My World Spins Around

Sunday Saints

No Time Soon

You've Got My Number

Next Thing You Know

Fishing Spot

One Beer In Front Of The Other

Part Of It

Short Fuse

Whiskey Weak

Danielle Bradbery

Midnight Crisis

What I Wouldn't Do

Luke Bryan

Buy Dirt

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I didn′t know if we were over, or just on the rocks
Was me thinking I can save us just a mirage?
I was burning up the highway, it kept getting longer
With every turn of these tires, she just kept getting goner

In the sky was showing no signs of rain
Ain't nothing delaying that plane

I′m racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet
That 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late

I wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw
Was she counting down the seconds, or maybe having second thoughts?
And was moving on made up in her mind
Would she changed it if she knew that I

Was racing through the desert?
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet?
That 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late

Now she′s on some silver wings flying
And me I′m on the bad side of good timing, yeah, yeah

I'm racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet
That 747 somewhere between here and heaven
Heaven knows I let her slip away
I showed up and she′s gone
Guess I waited too long
Like a sad country song
Damn, I got to Tucson too late

Tucson too late
Too late
Oh, I got to Tucson too late

Country

I didn't know if we were over, or just on the rocks

Was me thinking I can save us just a mirage?

I was burning up the highway, it kept getting longer

With every turn of these tires, she just kept getting goner

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I wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw

Was she counting down the seconds, or maybe having second thoughts?

And me I'm on the bad side of good timing, yeah, yeah

Bluebird Days • 2023

Tucson Too Late

Jordan Davis

Lyrics of Tucson Too Late by Jordan Davis

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