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The Steel Woods - Old News [Official Audio]

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Release Date: January 18, 2019 via Woods Music / Thirty Tigers [Lyrics Below]
OLD NEWS
Written by Jason Cope
© 2019. Rowdy Woods Music (SESAC). All rights reserved.
You can hate all the others
Because they hate you
They hate the thought
Of you hatin’ them too
We can scream it all out
‘Til we're Red White or Blue
But I'd hate to think
That thinking is Old News
Old News
We could cut it in half
Throw rocks in the streets
Let wild eyes laugh
When some disagree
We can burn it all down
On our grandpa’s T.V.
Or quit pointing fingers
And roll up our sleeves
And pray for Miss Liberty
And the crack in Her bell
There's a tear in Her eye
But Her arm hasn’t fell
Yet the weight of that torch It depends on the trail
The book that we write
And the stories we’ll tell‘
Cause I'd hate to think
That you think I hate you
And I hate the thought
Of you hatin’ me too
So let’s hash it all out
‘Til we're Red White and Blue
‘Cause I'd hate to think
That thinking is Old News
Old News
So let’s sing for Miss Liberty
And the crack in Her bell
There’s a tear in Her eye
But Her arm hasn’t fell
Yet the weight of that torch
Comes with blood that’s been spilled
A book of blank pages
Waiting to be filled with how
I'd hate to think
That You think I’d hate You
And I hate the thought Of You hatin’ me too
So let’s hash it all out
‘Til We’re Red White and Blue
‘Cause I'd hate to think
That thinking is Old News
Old News
Old News
OLD NEWS
Written by Jason Cope
© 2019. Rowdy Woods Music (SESAC). All rights reserved.
You can hate all the others
Because they hate you
They hate the thought
Of you hatin’ them too
We can scream it all out
‘Til we're Red White or Blue
But I'd hate to think
That thinking is Old News
Old News
We could cut it in half
Throw rocks in the streets
Let wild eyes laugh
When some disagree
We can burn it all down
On our grandpa’s T.V.
Or quit pointing fingers
And roll up our sleeves
And pray for Miss Liberty
And the crack in Her bell
There's a tear in Her eye
But Her arm hasn’t fell
Yet the weight of that torch It depends on the trail
The book that we write
And the stories we’ll tell‘
Cause I'd hate to think
That you think I hate you
And I hate the thought
Of you hatin’ me too
So let’s hash it all out
‘Til we're Red White and Blue
‘Cause I'd hate to think
That thinking is Old News
Old News
So let’s sing for Miss Liberty
And the crack in Her bell
There’s a tear in Her eye
But Her arm hasn’t fell
Yet the weight of that torch
Comes with blood that’s been spilled
A book of blank pages
Waiting to be filled with how
I'd hate to think
That You think I’d hate You
And I hate the thought Of You hatin’ me too
So let’s hash it all out
‘Til We’re Red White and Blue
‘Cause I'd hate to think
That thinking is Old News
Old News
Old News
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