New song I wrote yesterday with @Brent Cobb and Rob Snyder called “Six Feet Apart.” It’s about the current times and us looking forward to the day all of this is over. I hope y’all like it.
– Luke Combs
Related: Luke Combs – Used to Wish I Was (Unreleased Original)
Six Feet Apart Lyrics by Luke Combs
When the dogwoods start to bloom
And the crickets hum their tune
It’s usually about the time
That I feel most alive
But the news has all been bad
And the whole world seems so sad
And I ain’t had much going on
So I sat down and wrote this song
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
It’s a mystery, I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there’ll be crowds and there’ll be shows
And there will be light after dark
One day when we aren’t six feet apart
The first thing that I’m gonna do
Is slide on in some corner booth
Take the whole damn family out
And buy my buddies all a round
Pay some extra on the tab
Catch a movie, catch a cab
Watch a ball game from the stands
Probably over-wash my hands
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
It’s a mystery, I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there’ll be crowds and there’ll be shows
And there will be light after dark
Some day when we aren’t six feet apart
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
Now it’s a mystery, I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there’ll be crowds and there’ll be shows
And there will be light after dark
Some day when we aren’t six feet apart
There will be light after dark Someday when we aren’t six feet apart
