Lyrics Chuck Ragan

Chuck Ragan

Meet You In The Middle

Well I found myself on a lonesome highway.

So I cut my teeth rebelling my way.

I told myself I would not fail,

I would not fall and I would prevail

But it just takes one hit to put you in your place.

Well tell me what you want, I'm all ears.

I'll give you all I got, blood, sweat and tears.

Yea tell me what you need and I'll do my job

And meet you in the middle like it's going out of

style.

A one-way ticket is a recipe for sorrow

If you're counting down miles in the eave of a long

haul.

We're running on empty on numbers borrowed

With heavy eyes tripping between the lines and the

dashboard.

Bless your heart, bless your soul

I'm proud to buckle up with you to grow old.

It just takes one hit to put you in your place.

Well tell me what you want, I'm all ears.

I'll give you all I got, blood, sweat and tears.

Yea tell me what you need and I'll do my job

And meet you in the middle like it's going out of

style.

On a 50/50 deal, vowed to keep it real

While the world keeps spinning and tripping up our

heels.

Get steady, ready and roll.

Holding fast down the road.

To meet you in the middle like it's going out of style.

If you haven't heard my voice in a while,

I'll meet you in the middle like it's going out of

style.

Well I found myself on a lonesome highway

While you found yourself on a lonesome byway.

Well tell me what you want, I'm all ears.

I'll give you all I got, blood, sweat and tears.

Yea tell me what you need and I'll do my job

And meet you in the middle like it's going out of

style.

On a 50/50 deal, vowed to keep it real

While the world keeps spinning and tripping up our

heels.

Get steady, ready and roll.

Holding fast down the road.

To meet you in the middle like it's going out of style.

If you haven't heard my voice in a while,

I'll meet you in the middle like it's going out of

style.