If She’ll Let Me
On my seventh birthday, they were laying in the hammock
I remember them that way, it looked so cinematic
I was watching, thinking how lucky I was
To see my parents so in love
Sometimes the way it was isn't how it stays
And you can give it all you got, but it can still slip away
But even after the divorce, even after they gave up
After kicking the dead horse, dragging each other through mud
He said, "I'll be there to pick her up
If she'll let me"
They met when they were nineteen, a kid and then the chapel
Packed a tiny U-Haul, drove it all the way to Nashville
They were smiling, driving, just getting started
They hadn't hit the hard part yet
Sometimes the way it was isn't how it stays
And you can give it all you got, but it can still slip away
But even after the divorce, even after they gave up
After kicking the dead horse, dragging each other through mud
He said, "I'll be there to pick her up
If she'll let me"
When it fades away, my father and my mother
No matter what they say, still kinda love each other
