Someone Worth Missing

Cole Swindell



Someone once told me that heroes don’t die
But I just laid mine in the ground
The parking lot’s full and there ain’t a dry eye
I guess the rest of this town
Saw what I always saw
Knew what I always knew
I guess you never think about it till you do

I ain’t scared of meeting Jesus
Yeah, I just love the ones that I’d be leaving
So much, I’m still up at 3 a.m.
Wondering when I’m gone, what I’ll be to them
Will I be more than just a memory?
Is there still time to make sure they don’t forget me?
Will I be their “wish he was here” when they’re fishing?
I better get better at livin’
Like someone worth missin’

Someone that shows up ’cause he said he would
Someone that don’t make her cry
Someone who listens without trying to fix it
It might take the rest of my life

I ain’t scared of meeting Jesus
Yeah, I just love the ones that I’d be leaving
So much, I’m still up at 3 a.m.
Wondering when I’m gone, what I’ll be to them
Will I be more than just a memory?
Is there still time to make sure they don’t forget me?
Will I be more than one less chair in the kitchen?
I better get better at livin’
Like someone worth missin’
Yeah, someone worth missin’

I ain’t scared of meeting Jesus
Yeah, I just love the ones that I’d be leaving
So much, I’m still up at 3 a.m.
Wondering when I’m gone, what I’ll be to them
Will I be more than just a memory?
Is there still time to make sure they don’t forget me?
I don’t know the number of days I’ve been given
I better get better at livin’
Like someone worth missin’
Yeah, someone worth missin’


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