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letra de five points road - demun jones

[intro]
come on

[verse 1: demun jones]
i was raised on the cane pole rod and reel
grandpap’s made a name off his moonshine still
’69 ranger is the truck my daddy drove
we go fish to catch dinner down five points road
and i would get to drivin’ way before i had a license
i check the ash tray for cigarette buds and light ’em
i built a fire on the bank with oak limbs and leaves
i drank strawberry boone’s and called some brim to eat
girls would sneak out the house and join me if they could
skinny swimmin’ late night, man it felt so good
and i’ll never outlive, those memories are gold
all the ones that we made down five points road

[chorus]
ro-road-road
dr-drop-drop that tailgate
rais-rais-raised-raised dirt poor
raised-raised dirt poor
ro-road-road
dr-drop-drop that tailgate
rais-rais-raised-raised dirt poor
raised-raised dirt poor

[verse 2: kalan miller]
and i was raised dirt poor in a single wide in the country
grew up with nothin’ and tried to turn it to somethin’
everyday i thank pops for makin’ me who i am
providin’ for the fam’ and learnin’ to be a man
ain’t a day went by i didn’t hustle for a buck
i ain’t scared to get dirty and turn a wrench on a truck
i’m a modern day gentleman, a prodigal son
i ain’t a low life two timer son of a gun
i’ma stick to roots, stay true to my ground
mr. miller p-ssed away so i’m holdin’ it down
but i still got hip with what it left me with
and that’s the knowledge of the world and fifth of jim
every day i wake up i thank the lord above
for this 9 to 5, i stopped bein’ a thug
’cause that’s the way i was, i buried it in the mud
and now my grandpa can smile from a level above

[chorus]
from a lev-from a lev-from a level above
rais-rais-raised-raised dirt poor
raised-raised dirt poor
ro-road-road
dr-drop-drop that tailgate
rais-rais-raised-raised dirt poor
raised-raised dirt poor

[bridge: demun jones]
dug up some live bait and i can’t wait
going to the dam where the river turns to a lake
got a ford full of friends and we stayin’ up late
step on the parkin’ break and drop that tailgate

[chorus]
dr-drop-drop that tailgate
dr-drop-drop that tailgate
rais-rais-raised-raised dirt poor
raised-raised dirt poor
ro-road-road
dr-drop-drop that tailgate
rais-rais-raised-raised dirt poor
raised-raised dirt poor

[outro]
come on

- demun jones

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