Hell Of A View

Written by Eric Church, Casey Beathard, and Monty Criswell 

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I was no daddy’s dream 

was not your mama’s prayer 

but I was your first and your last ticket outta there  

I caught your wings on fire  

when I smoked my Bronco tires  

outta that town  

I'm good at rollin’ dice  

no good at standing still  

you liked the thought of chasin’  

life instead of dollar bills  

we're livin’ reckless  

nothin’ to catch us baby but the ground  

this ain’t for everybody  

toes hanging off the ledge  

like we got nothin’ to lose  

ain’t always heaven baby  

this livin’ on the edge  

you holdin’ me holdin’ you  

it’s a hell of a view  

I paint with my old Gibson 

you paint your purple sky 

this town’s our canvas baby  

let’s paint it red tonight 

go out like shooting stars 

chasing what’s in our hearts into the blue  

this ain’t for everybody  

toes hanging off the ledge  

like we got nothin’ to lose  

ain’t always heaven baby  

this livin’ on the edge  

you holdin’ me holdin’ you  

it’s a hell of a view  

hell of a view 

we ain’t for everybody  

toes hanging off a ledge  

like we got nothin’, we got nothing to lose  

ain’t always heaven baby  

this livin’ on the edge  

you holdin’ me holdin’ you  

it’s a hell of a view  

hell of a view, hell of a view, hell of a view