Odds - Mat Kearney

They said, «Why you moved to Nashville?

Why you leaving home?

Why you chasing big dreams?

Why you making songs?

No one’s gonna show up, you’ll be all alone»

But everybody showed up, now they sing along

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

Woulda never made it through, through, through

Every time they told me stop, stop, stop

It was the last thing I would do, do, do

Instead I left it up to God, God, God

And I watched the mountain move, move, move

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

I woulda never met you

I was from the West coast, you were Tennessee

The way your summer dress swayed in the summer breeze

I know all my friends say you were out my league

Now every day I wake up with you next to me

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

Woulda never made it through, through, through

Every time they told me stop, stop, stop

It was the last thing I would do, do, do

Instead I left it up to God, God, God

And I watched the mountain move, move, move

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

I woulda never met you

I woulda never met you

Woulda never met you

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

I woulda never met you

If I’da listened to the odds, never made it far

I found the Northern Star out of broken hearts

Like runaway cars on the boulevard

Maybe all the scars made us who we are

And time it kept stalling for fate to come calling

You start at rick bottom until you’re free-falling

If I’d made a U-turn instead of pushing through

I woulda never, woulda never met you

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

Woulda never made it through, through, through

Every time they told me stop, stop, stop

It was the last thing I would do, do, do

Instead I left it up to God, God, God

And I watched the mountain move, move, move

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

I woulda never met you

I woulda never met you

Woulda never met you

If I’da listened to the odds, odds, odds

I woulda never met you