Lucky Scars

Got a 32-stitch reminder

From my elbow to my wrist

When those 6th-grade kings

Dared me to jump my Mongoose across that ditch

That mark that's left of my left eye

Is from a Daisy BB gun

When Tom and Mitchell got tired of shooting cans

So we shot me just for fun

Yeah, we just cried and kept on playing

Didn't run to mom or dad

Friends fought like hell

We didn't tattletell

'Cause we all knew better than that

I count my blessings

For those lessons

I survived when I look back

I thank my lucky scars for that

I thank my lucky scars for that

This one right here below my ear

I got from cold beer drinking

Kissing on some girl

Who wasn't mine for kissing

Wasn't no Facebook, no Instagram

And to this day I say "Yes, ma'am"

Ain't it funny what you can learn

When you listen

Well, we just cried and kept on playing

Didn't run to mom or dad

Friends fought like hell

Never tattletell

We all knew better than that

Well, I count my blessings

For those lessons

I survived when I look back

I thank my lucky scars

I thank my lucky scars for that

I thank my lucky scars

I thank my lucky scars

I thank my lucky scars

I thank my lucky scars

Last night I held you in my arms

I thank my lucky scars

For all that makes us who we are

I thank my lucky scars

For every fell and broke and cut and cracked

They found the road to where you're at

I thank my lucky scars for that

Yeah, we just cried and kept on playing

Didn't run to mom or dad

Friends fought like hell

Never tattletell

We all knew better than that

I count my blessings

For those lessons

I survived when I look back

I thank my lucky scars for that

I thank my lucky scars for that

I thank my lucky scars for that

Amen