The Good Life (Casey James)

Cup of coffee and a clearer head Jelly over warm cornbread Feeling ready for whatever the day’s gonna bring Old boots, socks are new Neighbors waving, sky is blue I may be almost broke but this feeling is free No doubt I’m right where I belong No part of this road feels wrong It looks like the good life’s coming on strong Kids laugh, radio sings Bees buzzing, grass is green Smell of charcoal burning on the breeze And up ahead half a mile I stop in to see her smile Thank you Lord for that angel watching over me No doubt I’m right where I belong No part of this road feels wrong It looks like the good life’s coming on strong Like forgiveness on Sunday Or syrup and pancakes We’re meant to be She opens the door And she jumps in my arms Yeah it’s easy to see No doubt I’m right where I belong No part of this road feels wrong It looks like the good life Finally my steps are steady and true And it’s all because of you It looks like the good life’s coming on strong Coming on strong