Thick And Thin Songtext

These bags are carry ons and filled with many things, like
songs you taught me on rusty guitar strings. And buried deep
inside are the shirts off your back. It gave me the meal,
then you only ate the snack. You handed me more than I could
ever pay back.
So hold on tight, it's up around the bend. Before we arrive,
let's pretend. And with all my might, I'll keep walls from
caving in. It's now, it's always been through times think
and thin.
And when our day arrives, the stories we gave out, on bets