Текст песни Trace Adkins - Every Other Friday At Five
Trace Adkins - Every Other Friday At Five слова песни
One out of two ain`t gonna make itThose are the odds these daysAnd in a world of statisticsHe`s left tryin` to survive`Til every other Friday at fiveHe counts the days and then the hours`Til he can hold his babies in his armsAnd they`ll be watchin` out the windowWhen he pulls up in the driveOn every other Friday at fiveFor forty-eight hours they`re with him againBut on Sunday afternoon he`s out of timeSome folks call him a deserter but his kids know he`ll arriveOn every other Friday at fiveSo let`s not put `em in the middleAnd play tug-of-war with their little heartsBut let mamas and daddiesSmile hello and wave goodbyeOn every other Friday at fiveFor forty-eight hours they`re with him againBut on Sunday afternoon he`s out of timeSome folks call him a deserter but his kids know he`ll arriveOn every other Friday at fiveAnd they`ll be watchin` out the windowWhen he pulls up in the driveOn every other Friday at five