Halfcolt - Matthew Logan Vasquez

Comes down to me open-handed

The deed was done when we landed

We’re alone, but together

Making the best of a good situation

All things work in their season

When they don’t, we all got a reason

Brought to you on a silver tray

You’re gonna come around in your own way

I’ll let you down

If you don’t want to come around

Like a mule, send me to here to work

With my neck out and my feelings hurt

Call me one thing, but you know I’m both

Don’t take away the pride of a halfcolt

All things work in their season

When they don’t, we all got a reason

Brought to you on a silver tray

You’re gonna come around in your own way

I’ll let you down

If you don’t want to come around

All things work in their season

When they don’t, we all got a reason

Brought to you on a silver tray

You’re gonna come around in your own way

All things work in their season

When they don’t, we all got a reason

Brought to you on a silver tray

You’re gonna come around in your own way