“Get There”
By: Steve Everett
Verse 1
Put on your shoes and an over-sized shirt
We’re going to the show
I got a friend that works at the bar
And our names are at the door
Pre-Chorus
I know I don’t have money right now
But there’s lots of room in my bank account
I know you’re looking for a man that’s got a plan
Chorus
I don’t pretend to know where I’m going going
I don’t pretend to know where I’m going but I’m sure
I don’t pretend to know where I’m going going
I don’t pretend to know where I’m going
But I’m sure I’ll get there
Verse 2
I’m not your Dad or your friends or your brother
I’m an angel when you need and a devil of a lover
And nobody ever made a damn thing giving up
Bridge
There’s an old cliché
The one about the bird and starting early every day
But all it ever meant to me
Was stay away from anything that’s got a beak