Zac Brown Band - The Woods
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, wasn't tryna stay home
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dyin', but I'm dyin' for livin'
Some folks stayin' out in the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em
Don't judge a book by its cover 'cause people look different
Don't shut 'em down, you never know what you're missin'
Some people find love, some love fightin'
Some lay with the lambs, and some roar with the lions
What floats your boat might sink mine
And what makes me smile might make you cry
You might get low, I might stay high
To each their own, ain't that right?
One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, wasn't tryna stay home (tryna stay home)
One man's walls might feel like a prison
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One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, wasn't tryna stay home (tryna stay home)
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dyin', but I'm dyin' for livin' (dyin' for livin')
Some folks stayin' out in the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
Some people ballroom dancin', some people twerkin'
Some work on trash like a Kardash' surgeon
Some mountain don't, some mountain do
Some love the monkeys, some have 'em and move
What floats your boat might sink mine
And what makes me smile might make you cry
You might get low, I might stay high
To each their own, ain't that right?
One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, wasn't tryna stay home (tryna stay home)
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dyin', but I'm dyin' for livin' (dyin' for livin')
Some folks stayin' out in the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
What floats your boat might sink mine
And what makes me smile might make you cry
You might get low, I might stay high
To each their own, ain't that right?
One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, wasn't tryna stay home (tryna stay home)
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dyin', but I'm dyin' for livin' (dyin' for livin')
Some folks stayin' out in the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em
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