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letra de after midnight (nothing good happens) - twisted pine

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nothing good happens after midnight
unless you’re picking till dawn
and even then you lose time and sleep
you forget you gotta brush your t–th
just to pick a country song

well i’ve been here at this bluegrass festival since early this morning
i’ve been standing on my feet and baking in the sun
now that moon she’s coming out from behind the tree line
and i guess it’s time to hit the hay, say my baby’s done

oh, i think my good time’s calling
even though my eyelid’s gonna hit the floor
and my inner voice says let’s party
[?] baby it’s time for more

nothing good happens after midnight
unless you’re picking till dawn
and even then you lose time and sleep
you forget you gotta brush your t–th
just to pick a country song

i might look back at this and grin
or it’s all gonna make me cringe
but i’ve got a cold beer right here
a fiddle right up to my ear
friends that play along
i hear laughter round the campfire
and it’s calling [?]
[?] on the guitar
[?] beginning to strum
dogs are burning on the grill
smells good but i’ve had enough
and and just when i turn to leave
somebody hands me a bun

oh, i think my good time’s roaring
even though my eyelid’s gonna hit the floor
and my inner voice says let’s party
[?] baby it’s time for more

nothing good happens after midnight
unless you’re picking till dawn
and even then you lose time and sleep
you forget you gotta brush your t–th
just to pick a country song

i might look back at this and grin
or it’s all gonna make me cringe
but i’ve got a cold beer right here
a fiddle right up to my ear
friends that play along
now on the guitar, ethan roberts

hey look, here comes anh phung

oh, you know i’ve gotta get in on this

[?]
i’ll be back for more

nothing good happens after midnight
unless you’re picking till dawn
and even then you lose time and sleep
you forget you gotta brush your t–th
skeeters bout to eat your feet
trying not to take a leak
[?] midnight [?]
[?]
[?]
just to pick a country song

[?] look back at this and grin
and they might call me unhinged
now i’ve got a cold beer right here
a fiddle right up to my ear
friends that play along
i’ve got a cold beer right here
a fiddle right up to my ear
friends that play along

- twisted pine

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