Karaoké End of Time The Band Perry

Here I am standing firm as the ground shakes beneath me

I send you away with my own hand

I try and try to remember that for now it's for the better

But there's a southern kind of tragic blowing in

Oh it feels like the beginning of the end

Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky

And the sweet tea wells ran dry

Somewhere out there you're finding yourself back home it's the end of time

I'm scared to death pick up your phone outside

I hear the bells ringing

Bringing ruin to all that we have ever known

Pick up your phone

I need an answer

Come home and call off disaster

'Cos I fear tonight our cotton land might fall

Oh I'm cracking like the plaster on the wall

Well the Alabama moon fell from the sky

And the sweet tea wells ran dry

Somewhere I'll bet you're finding yourself back home it's the end of time

It's the end of time

Is it the end of all time oh or just the end of mine?

Well all of the cotton it died in the fields

The little babies cried the blue from their eyes

Somewhere I'll bet you're living it up

So come home before the end

The Alabama moon fell from the sky

And the sweet tea wells ran dry

Somewhere out there you're finding yourself but back home it's the end of time

Yeah yeah

Come home

Come home and be mine

Come home

Come home

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