Riley Armstrong Whatever The Weather
Yeah, I've been down before
And then you hear an old song on a
New guitar and it sings to you,
The ways it seems to find a little truth
Maybe I'll roll down my windows more
Let the breeze blow away those same
5 chords tha tmeant so much O me,
The Summer when cares were free
(Chorus)
I know I, and I bet you
Have been through whatever the
Weather
I recall, the songs along and how they
All seem to fit together
Here's to the sound tracks,
Here's to the memories
Yeah, I've chased love before
Through the hoops, the hills, the sliding
Glass doors and all the songs that
Played take me right back to that day
Yeah, its been just a road trip
Its like Summer camp, its like a broken
Wrist. God's way of making you feel
Alive the way the song won't forget
The times.
Chorus
