| Song | Startin' with Me |
| Artist | Jake Owen |
| Album | Startin' with Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Marvel, Owen, Ritchey | |
| I had a one night stand with my best friend's baby sister | |
| And to this day he still won't speak to me | |
| I pawned my grandpa's old guitar in collage | |
| For a case of beer and a tank of gasoline | |
| I took a swing at my old man one | |
| ChristmasI never dreamed that it would be his last | |
| I wish mom had rung my neck when she caught me with those cigarettes | |
| Which reminds me, | |
| I'm down to my last pack | |
| If I had a dime for half the things | |
| I didThat didn't make no sense at all, | |
| I'd be living a little higher on the hall | |
| If only I'd've known that later on down the road | |
| I'd look back and not like what | |
| I seeI'd've changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| I called my brother everything | |
| I could think of | |
| The night he wouldn't bail me out of jail | |
| I lost a job most folks 'round here would die for | |
| By laying out all night and raising hell | |
| And I let a woman that | |
| I love slip through my fingers | |
| Chalk another dumb move up to my foolish pride | |
| I was in there standin' by the bed when the preacher bowed his head | |
| With the family, the day my grandma die | |
| If I had a dime for half the things | |
| I didThat didn't make no sense at all, | |
| I'd be living a little higher on the hall | |
| If only I'd've known that later on down the road | |
| I'd look back and not like what | |
| I seeOhh, | |
| I'd've changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| If only I'd've known that later on down the road | |
| I'd look back and not like what | |
| I seeOhh, | |
| I'd've changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| Startin' with me |
| zuo qu : Marvel, Owen, Ritchey | |
| I had a one night stand with my best friend' s baby sister | |
| And to this day he still won' t speak to me | |
| I pawned my grandpa' s old guitar in collage | |
| For a case of beer and a tank of gasoline | |
| I took a swing at my old man one | |
| ChristmasI never dreamed that it would be his last | |
| I wish mom had rung my neck when she caught me with those cigarettes | |
| Which reminds me, | |
| I' m down to my last pack | |
| If I had a dime for half the things | |
| I didThat didn' t make no sense at all, | |
| I' d be living a little higher on the hall | |
| If only I' d' ve known that later on down the road | |
| I' d look back and not like what | |
| I seeI' d' ve changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| I called my brother everything | |
| I could think of | |
| The night he wouldn' t bail me out of jail | |
| I lost a job most folks ' round here would die for | |
| By laying out all night and raising hell | |
| And I let a woman that | |
| I love slip through my fingers | |
| Chalk another dumb move up to my foolish pride | |
| I was in there standin' by the bed when the preacher bowed his head | |
| With the family, the day my grandma die | |
| If I had a dime for half the things | |
| I didThat didn' t make no sense at all, | |
| I' d be living a little higher on the hall | |
| If only I' d' ve known that later on down the road | |
| I' d look back and not like what | |
| I seeOhh, | |
| I' d' ve changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| If only I' d' ve known that later on down the road | |
| I' d look back and not like what | |
| I seeOhh, | |
| I' d' ve changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| Startin' with me |
| zuò qǔ : Marvel, Owen, Ritchey | |
| I had a one night stand with my best friend' s baby sister | |
| And to this day he still won' t speak to me | |
| I pawned my grandpa' s old guitar in collage | |
| For a case of beer and a tank of gasoline | |
| I took a swing at my old man one | |
| ChristmasI never dreamed that it would be his last | |
| I wish mom had rung my neck when she caught me with those cigarettes | |
| Which reminds me, | |
| I' m down to my last pack | |
| If I had a dime for half the things | |
| I didThat didn' t make no sense at all, | |
| I' d be living a little higher on the hall | |
| If only I' d' ve known that later on down the road | |
| I' d look back and not like what | |
| I seeI' d' ve changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| I called my brother everything | |
| I could think of | |
| The night he wouldn' t bail me out of jail | |
| I lost a job most folks ' round here would die for | |
| By laying out all night and raising hell | |
| And I let a woman that | |
| I love slip through my fingers | |
| Chalk another dumb move up to my foolish pride | |
| I was in there standin' by the bed when the preacher bowed his head | |
| With the family, the day my grandma die | |
| If I had a dime for half the things | |
| I didThat didn' t make no sense at all, | |
| I' d be living a little higher on the hall | |
| If only I' d' ve known that later on down the road | |
| I' d look back and not like what | |
| I seeOhh, | |
| I' d' ve changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| If only I' d' ve known that later on down the road | |
| I' d look back and not like what | |
| I seeOhh, | |
| I' d' ve changed a lot of things startin' with me | |
| Startin' with me |