Letra da Música The Woods de Zac Brown Band

Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na

One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, one of 'em tryna stay home
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dying but I'm dying to live it
Some folks are stayin' out of the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em

Don't judge a book by its cover 'cause people look different
Don't shut 'em down, you never know what you're missin'
Some people find love, some love fightin'
Some lay with the lambs and some roar with the lions

What floats your boat might sink mine
And what makes me smile might make you cry
You might get low, I might stay high
To each their own, ain't that right?

One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, one of 'em tryna stay home (Tryna stay home)
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dying but I'm dying to live it (Dying to live it)
Some folks are stayin' out of the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em

Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na

Some people ballroom dancin', some people twerkin'
Some work on trash like a Kardas-trophe surgeon
Some mountain don't, some mountain do
Some love their monkeys, some have 'em removed

What floats your boat might sink mine
And what makes me smile might make you cry
You might get low, I might stay high
To each their own, ain't that right?

One man's trash is another man's treasure
One stays gone, one of 'em tryna stay home (Tryna stay home)
One man's walls might feel like a prison
Some live dying but I'm dying to live it (Dying to live it)
Some folks are stayin' out of the woods, and I'm gettin' in 'em

Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na
Na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na, oh, na-na
Oh, na-na-na-na-na