From the sky we look so organized and brave
Walls that make up barricades and graves
Daddy's little empire built by hands and built by slaves
From the sky we look so organized and brave

In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt
Drunken tears and tugging at your skirt
If only you could tell me then what part of you got hurt
In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt

Take my hand, baby we're over land
I know flying over water makes you cry
Where's that liquor cart?
Maybe we shouldn't start
But I can't for the life of me say why

From the sky the highway's straight as it could be
A string pulled tight from home to Tennessee
And still somehow those ditches took the better part of me
From the sky the highway's straight as it could be

Take my hand, baby we're over land
I know flying over water makes you cry
We've been in the sky so long
It seems like a long way home
But I can't for the life of me say why

Do we leave our love behind?
Did we leave our love behind?
Do we leave our love behind?
Did we leave our love behind?

Take my hand, baby we're over land
I know flying over water makes you cry
Been in the sky so long
Seems like the long way home
But I can't for the life of me say why

Did we leave our love behind?
Did we leave our love behind?

Thank you all very much, thank you guys so much
Sadler Vaden on the rock n' roll electric guitar
Jimbo Hart, on the bass
Chad Gamble, on the drum
Amanda Shires, on the fiddle
Derrick DeBorja, on the keys

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Jason Isbell