Letra de ' 3 Feet Tall ' de Cole Swindell

We took a ride up a golden elevator
They both cried as they signed a stack of papers
Mom got the car, dad got the truck
I got a happy meal and a baseball
I didn't get it till we got home
And all his stuff was in a u-haul

He pushed me for a while in the swing
Kissed my head and said: See you next week

There's a lot I don't remember, but that cryin' down the hall
Had a way of makin' me wonder maybe it was all my fault
I got stuck in the middle of weekends and holidays
And my suitcase was too little to carry all that weight
I might not have understood it all
But not everything goes over your head
Even when you're three feet tall

And she kept the house, he found a two-bedroom apartment
I found out you can't roll hot wheels 'cross the carpet
They were sad, but we got through
Dropped me off with I love you's
It was: Ask your dad, and: Mind your mother
I just wish that they coulda loved each other

There's a lot I don't remember, but that cryin' down the hall
Had a way of makin' me wonder maybe it was all my fault
I got stuck in the middle of weekends and holidays
And my suitcase was too little to carry all that weight
I might not have understood it all
But not everything goes over your head
Even when you're three feet tall

Even when you're three feet tall, mm

I was too young to get what they meant when they said: Fine
But now I'm old enough to know how hard it is to fake a smile

There's a lot I don't remember, but that cryin' down the hall
Had a way of makin' me wonder maybe it was all my fault
And I got stuck in the middle of weekends and holidays
And my suitcase was too little to carry all that weight
I might not have understood it all
I might not have understood it all
But not everythin' goes over your head
Even when you're three feet tall

Yeah, even when you're three feet tall