"Till Things Get Right (Live At The Ryman)" lyrics

Well, the golden sunset fell
On the walls of this motel
The rooms ain't clean but they sure are cheap
There's no room service but it's a place to sleep

And the walls are paper thin
I hear bad things now and then
Man to my left is on his honeymoon
They ain't got a lot but they got each other, oh-oh

I see people come and go
Round here, the money's always tight (tight, tight, tight)
Better save up your quarters and dimes
If you wanna stay another night (night, night, night)

There's a place you can get away
And stay until things get right
'Til the things get right

Well, I'm sleeping on the floor
For two nights or maybe more
A drummer and the bass player tuck the bed
We're stuck up here while the engine's dead, oh-oh, yeah

I see people come and go
Round here, the money's always tight (tight, tight, tight)
Better save up your quarters and dimes
If you wanna stay another night (night, night, night)

There's a place you can get away
Stay until you get right
'Til the things get right
'Til the things get right
Oh, until the things get right
'Til the things get right
'Til the things get right

Thank y'all
All of the real ones know which one that was
Nah, that was an old song that we used to play
That's one of our old ones that we stopped playing for some reason or another
We might start playing it again, who knows?
It's called "'Til Things Get Right" though, I hope y'all liked it