Why Can't You
Greg Bates /Matt Willis
That Western wool-lined Levi blue jean jacket
That vintage vinyl I keep in the attic
My rusty beat up bronco built in 1982
That long lonesome whistle from a freight train
The sound of the touchdown of a homeward bound plane
The wind and the rain, the sun and the moon
Well it all comes back around
Yeah it all comes back around
Why can't you
Even that old county fair
Rolls through town every year
And I just wish that you were here
To see that ferris wheel spinnin'
It's crazy how a town that'll never change
Could never be the same without you in it
Those late night hangs, baseball games, and fishin trips
That six pack summer, can't believe how fast it went
They say that memories fade, but the good ones never do
They all come back around
Yeah they all come back around
Why can't you
REPEAT CHORUS
I know you had to go when the good Lord called your name
But as crazy as it sounds I still catch myself these days
Thinkin' you'll come back around
Yeah it all comes back around
So why can't you
Yeah why can't you
Why Can't You (Conrad's Song) Video (MV)
Performed By: Jon Wolfe
Language: English
Length: 4:24
Written by: GREGORY CURTIS BATES, MATT PHILLIP WILLIS
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Why Can't You
Greg Bates /Matt Willis
That Western wool-lined Levi blue jean jacket
That vintage vinyl I keep in the attic
My rusty beat up bronco built in 1982
That long lonesome whistle from a freight train
The sound of the touchdown of a homeward bound plane
The wind and the rain, the sun and the moon
Well it all comes back around
Yeah it all comes back around
Why can't you
Even that old county fair
Rolls through town every year
And I just wish that you were here
To see that ferris wheel spinnin'
It's crazy how a town that'll never change
Could never be the same without you in it
Those late night hangs, baseball games, and fishin trips
That six pack summer, can't believe how fast it went
They say that memories fade, but the good ones never do
They all come back around
Yeah they all come back around
Why can't you
REPEAT CHORUS
I know you had to go when the good Lord called your name
But as crazy as it sounds I still catch myself these days
Thinkin' you'll come back around
Yeah it all comes back around
So why can't you
Yeah why can't you
Greg Bates /Matt Willis
That Western wool-lined Levi blue jean jacket
That vintage vinyl I keep in the attic
My rusty beat up bronco built in 1982
That long lonesome whistle from a freight train
The sound of the touchdown of a homeward bound plane
The wind and the rain, the sun and the moon
Well it all comes back around
Yeah it all comes back around
Why can't you
Even that old county fair
Rolls through town every year
And I just wish that you were here
To see that ferris wheel spinnin'
It's crazy how a town that'll never change
Could never be the same without you in it
Those late night hangs, baseball games, and fishin trips
That six pack summer, can't believe how fast it went
They say that memories fade, but the good ones never do
They all come back around
Yeah they all come back around
Why can't you
REPEAT CHORUS
I know you had to go when the good Lord called your name
But as crazy as it sounds I still catch myself these days
Thinkin' you'll come back around
Yeah it all comes back around
So why can't you
Yeah why can't you
Writer: GREGORY CURTIS BATES, MATT PHILLIP WILLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group