Son Of A Gun Songtext / Lyric

Red wine, sunshine, take time to taste the change of the seasons
I wish I could feel, but I hear what you're saying
You let time pass by and never stop to wonder why there's a reason
And that this is all just a game that we're playing Hey, now look at me, I'm a real big wheel spinning free
So don't ask me ten times how it feels to be number one
I'm just a son of a gun
Big time, bigger places, in warm sunshine with smiling faces
I climb so high, maybe as fast as you run
I'm just a son of a gun Hard times, hate crimes, rewind to find just a bastion of hope
That ceases to put our existence in question
Big sky, we fly, we're high on atmospheric conditions
Conditions we shall overcome as we're flying

Hey, now look at me, I'm a real big wheel spinning free
So don't ask me ten times how it feels to be number one
I'm just a son of a gun
Big time, bigger places, in warm sunshine with smiling faces
I climb so high, maybe as high as the sun
I'm just a son of a gun