Still - Tim McGraw

There’s a place I like to go

Where I can here the cotton grow

When that train whistle blows

A dozen miles down the road

All I really have to do is just be still

There’s the place I love to be

Momma daddy my sister &me

First time I ever saw the beach back to 1983

All I really have to do is just be still

When this world gets crazy

And tries to break me

And I had all I can stand

I can close my eyes no matter where I am

And just be still

There’s a place that I can see

Where my babies next to me

Close enough to feel the heat

All wound up beneath the sheets

All I have to do is just be still

When this world gets crazy

And tries to break me

And I had all I can stand

I can close my eyes

No matter where I am

And just be still

There’s a place I need to go

Where the stain glass windows flow

Every part of me is known

Thank god I can go there

Thank god I can go there still

Thank god I can go there still