| Song Length |
3:22 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana |
Lyrics
BETTER
BY BRIAN BAGGS
THERE'S A FRIEND OF MINE, I BARELY KNOW
HE'S FEELING POORLY, SO I'M TOLD
HE SHOWS YOU PICTURES FROM HIS MIND
YOU SEE HIS COLORS AND IN YOU CLIMB
HOW DO YOU TELL SOMEONE, YOU WISH YOU KNEW 'EM BETTER
EVERYTHING THEY CREATE, MAKES THIS WORLD BETTER
NEW MEXICO LOOKS GOOD, BUT HE MAKES IT LOOK BETTER
HE'S AN ARTIST OF THE FIRST DEGREE
HE TAKES YOU PLACES YOU'LL NEVER SEE
HE'S A PAINTER IN THE FLESH,
HE SHOWS YOU THINGS YOU WON'T FORGET
HOW DO YOU TELL SOMEONE, YOU WISH YOU KNEW 'EM BETTER
EVERYTHING THEY CREATE, MAKES THIS WORLD BETTER
NEW MEXICO LOOKS GOOD, BUT HE MAKES IT LOOK BETTER
HE'S LEFT HIS MARK FOR ALL TO SEE
HE KEEPS THINGS OF BEAUTY UP HIS SLEEVE
HE LETS YOU CLIMB INSIDE HIS HEAD
HE CAN WAKE UP YOUR SOUL FROM THE DEAD
HOW DO YOU TELL SOMEONE, YOU WISH YOU KNEW 'EM BETTER
EVERYTHING THEY CREATE MAKES THIS WORLD BETTER
NEW MEXICO LOOKS GOOD, BUT HE MAKES IT LOOK BETTER
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