It'll All Work Out

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West Valley, Mormon family
 With seven hungry mouths to feed
 And that's how she learned to raise my sister and me
 Voted Nixon in the seventies
 And it would all work out
 It would all work out
 My mother was the youngest child
 No college education, wasn't ever her style
 But she knew just how to make a quarterback smile
 And it would all work out
 It'll all work out
 My father loved us right, stayed up at night
 Tryin' to keep the checkbook tighter
 Than a duck's ass going down a waterslide
 Oh, I know he tried
 Became a victim of the mortgage spikes
 Collections calling every night since 1999
 In 10 more years, you'd think the interest rates decline
 It'll all work out
 It'll all work out
 It'll all work out
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 He'd say, "Go to college, get your knowledge straightened out"
 With inherit desperation in the way it sounded
 Like he'd bet on it and now it seemed his odds were down
 Well, thank you, Dad, I love you, and I hope you're proud
 And I'm sorry that I didn't take the road you laid down
 But it'll all work out
 It'll all work out
 It'll all work out
 ♪
 Is that your letter in the middle of the pile?
 I must have been out of town for quite a little while
 The stitches in your arm must have healed by now
 And fuck that plumber if your heat is still out
 And don't be scared, I know you can still throw down
 It'll all work out
 It'll all work out
 Now, I don't feel a speck of hate
 Really, no, I'm trying to get my story straight
 When you called me from the car when you were on your way
 With your friend from San Francisco that you told me was gay
 And I guess he was a closet straight
 Get it all out now
 And it'll all work out
 It'll all work out
 It'll all, it'll all, it'll all, it'll all work out, work out now
 

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Duration
04:28
Key
9
Tempo
119 BPM

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