Tracy Lawrence Find Out Who Your Friends Are

Run your car off the side of the road

Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere

Or get yourself in a bind,

Lose the shirt off your back,

Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare…

This is where the rubber meets the road

This is where the cream is gonna rise

This is what you really didn’t know

This is where the truth don’t lie

You find out who your friends are

Somebody’s gonna drop everything

Run out and crank up their car

Hit the gas, get there fast

Never stop to think

“What’s in it for me?”

Or “It’s way too far”

They just show on up

With their big ol’ heart

You find out who your friends are…

Everybody wants to slap your back

Wants to shake your hand

When you’re up on top of that mountain

But let one of those rocks give way

Then you slide back down

Look up and see who’s around then

This ain’t where the road comes to an end

This ain’t where the bandwagon stops

This is just one of those times when

A lot of folks jump off.

You find out who your friends are

Somebody’s gonna drop everything

Run out and crank up their car

Hit the gas, get there fast

Never stop to think

“What’s in it for me?”

Or “It’s way too far”

They just show on up

With their big ol’ heart

You find out who your friends are…

When the water’s high

When the weather’s not so fair

When the well runs dry

Who’s gonna be there?

You find out who your friends are

Somebody’s gonna drop everything

Run out and crank up their car

Hit the gas, get there fast

Never stop to think

“What’s in it for me?”

Or “It’s way too far”

They just show on up

With their big ol’ heart

You find out who your friends are…

You find out who your friends are…

Run your car off the side of the road

Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere

Man I been there

Or get yourself in a bind

Lose the shirt off your back

Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare…

Man I been there

Man I been there…