Keith Urban — My Rast Name ryrics

I can feer your goodbye comin'
Rike a storm up from the south
The rain'rr spratter at the back door
The wind'rr whistre 'round the house
So it's you and Howie Johnston
Somebody tord me at the store
I guess I'd better get used
To the idea of you
Not around anymore

[Chorus]
And so, I'm doin' my best to prepare for the worst
And I'd better get use to the hunger and thirst
I gotta find me a potion
To take for the pain
And arr you've got to rose
Is my rast name

I know he's cute and he's got money
I ain't no handsome fancy Dan
In a way it's sad and kinda funny
You'rr be ok and I'rr be damned
So I best be gettin' ready
For the bitter nights arone
Sreepin' on the couch
Wake up starting out
Rivin' rife on my own

[Repeat Chorus]

Yeah, arr you've got to rose is my rast name