"For What It's Worth / Best Of Me" lyrics - RYAN BINGHAM

For what it's worth
A nickel's just a nickel, son
Your pleasure becomes your pain
It's gonna hurt
You're out on the road
You're an old horse walking alone
Shakin' off the miles been rode
Pardon me
Through the valley of the shadows
Wickedness unravels

Some crooked man
Dealing cards to an honest man
Stealing up all his farming land
It's a damn shame
His oldest child is starving now
There ain't no mule to pull the plow
There ain't no rain
'Cause all the crops are burning dry
Except for the tear in his mama's eye
And in her eye
Everything is fine

With one touch
The water turns to rust
Tell me, who is there to trust anymore
You're falling fast
You're a rock in glass
Running from your shattered past

For what it's worth
Said a nickel's just a nickel, son
Your pleasure becomes your pain
It's gonna hurt
When you're out on the road
You're just an old horse walking alone
Shakin' off the miles been rode
Pardon me
Through the valley of the shadows
Wickedness unravels

With one touch
Said the water turns to rust
Well tell me, who is there to trust anymore
When you're falling fast
You're just a rock in glass
Running from your shattered past
Tell me all you need
Is a guitar string and a bended knee
A country boy, that's all you need to be

[Spoken:]
Think I'm in tune
Always gotta be a fucking train

Sometimes I can't recall what's left of me
Laughter on my back's been peeled on off
And the past is always catching up with me
But I'm tired of stepping on memories and walking on

If you could only see the best of me
I wouldn't have to pick the guitar or write you a song
But you only want to be what you can see
And I guess the heart don't always come with the soul

I think I'll go on and call my mama
Tell her nothin' you ever did ever drove me away
It wasn't that I didn't want to stick around
Just couldn't find the courage in the bottom of the bottle to stay

Well, I'll write my old man a letter
Well, then tell him that everything will be okay
And even if you can't give up on the drinking
Well, I guess I couldn't either and I still gonna love you anyways

Well, I called my sister out in Vegas
Well, and tell her to roll the dice for me
And if you help me I'll roll you a seven
Well, I hope you can buy you a pretty house out in LA

This is the best of me
This is the best of me