Dying Man

I was a bad reputation with an attitude to match Hell bent on goin' nowhere and gettin' there lightning fast Twenty-one and looking thirty but acting half my age Bound to hit a wall before I ever hit the brakes Codeine, it got Elvis Whiskey, it got Hank I always thought something like that Might send me on my way But you took hold of me Like only a woman can And gave one good reason to live To a set-on-dying man When a Friday meets a Sunday You can't help but see the light I never believed in angels Till one believed in me that night Turned my off-track into a straight line Before I turned into a headline, like Codeine, it got Elvis Whiskey, it got Hank I always thought something like that Might send me on my way But you took hold of me Like only a woman can And gave one good reason to live To a set-on-dying man, whoa Turned a one-way man one-eighty Settled down a giving-upper Yeah, you changed a you-can't-change-me So the world won't see another Codeine, it got Elvis Whiskey, it got Hank I always thought something like that Might send me on my way But you took hold of me Like only a woman can And gave one good reason to live To a set-on-dying man A set-on-dying man --- Dying Man - Morgan Wallen