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letra de livin' in a country song - upchurch

if i could never age a day p-ssed senior year
i’d still be burnin’ up fuel in that rear view
mirror yellin’ to buddies hey man no cop no stop

(you know thats right)

we was crankin’ up the dial jammin’ rocky top hidin’ all our pot in
our truck tool box sayin bubba i
think were good they aint gunna check there
but if they do
if the blue lights come i’ll be steppin on the gas
feelin’ like earnhardt,
goin talladega fast with my heart
racin’ like its lookin’ for a checkered flag
but all your gunna catch is

dusty taillights fadin’ off on a one lane
water color sky
water tower spray painted on in
john deere green, (in john deere green)
when the friday night lights make a hometown glow
the smoke in the sky from a field down the road
thats what i call home (i call home)
just livin’ in a country song
just livin’ in a country song

rusty ol’ truck from the senior cl-ss
ripped american flags waivin’ in the back
with an exhaust so loud it would shake my whole town (an it would!)
with cd skippin cause we done burned it up
jammin’ flyin down a back road while we was on one
leavin’ black marks somewhere in small town usa (usa!)
it was hey baby girl do you need my carhart
yeah its gettin kinda cold im tryin’ to break your heart
in a square body chevy painted up like the general lee
so we could let the cops see

dusty taillights fadin’ off on a one lane
water color sky
water tower spray painted on in
john deere green, (in john deere green)
when the friday night lights make a hometown glow,
the smoke in the sky from a field down the road
thats what i call home (i call home)
just livin’ in a country song
just livin’ in a country song

billybob loved charlene
i use to love just runnin’ roads
with the smell of freedom on two
barefeet with a mix of dryed up cedar logs
momma knew i was creek bound
south side cheatham river rat
with hair to long and big ol’
letters that read backwoods across my back
sun burnt to a red crisp
skin peelin’ like ever week
sneakin outta my bedroom window
man we thought we’s super slick
smokin’ pawpaws black n’ milds
drenched in a&f cologne
tryin’ to cover up that weekend smell from all that marijuana smoke
mamma tryed, jesus watched, god laughed, and satan helped
whatd’ you expect i grew up in a
house that b-mped to charlie daniels band
so if you catch me in georgia i got that golden
fiddle an im chasin’ a dream and out runnin’ that ol’ devil

- upchurch

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