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01.03.2011 |
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3. | Country Boy (feat. George Jones, Charlie Daniels and Chris Young) |
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Another 2 Months on the Road
Just two more miles and i'll be home
to what i know
Where things move a little slower
and people always wave goodbye
and say hello
and the maples on this road
they must be 300 years old
just imagine all the storys they could tell
of the tractors and the cars all coming home from listons bar
and the country folk just out to race somehow
to race somehow
This is my home
This is where i belong
where my dughters go to school
where opinions are strong
where my neighbors are my friends
and the story never ends
so i just hit the ground and keep on running
all of yesterday has come and gone
so you try to pickup all the peices
put it all back the way it belongs
well the next thing that you know
its time to play another show
im leaving out of here just after dawn
aint it good to know that no matter where you go
that this town has got your back
when you are gone
when you are gone
and this is my home
this is where i belong
where my daughters go to school
where opinions are strong
and my amendment rights
keep me safe at night
where my neighbors are my friends
and the story never ends
This is my home
this is where i belong
where my daughters go to school
where opinions are strong
where my amendment rights
keep me safe at night
where my neighbors are my friends
and the story never ends
and the story never ends
Another 2 Months on the Road
Just two more miles and i'll be home to what i know
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If I could walk on water like jesus did before
If I knew all the answers to keep you coming back for more
If I could paint a picture and then cut off my own ear
If I chose all the right colors would this just dissapear?
Because we're running in vicious circles
Until we're dizzy with disdain
and there's miles and miles between us
Yet we still remain
So if I could write a poem and find the perfect words
and then put them all in music just so my voice gets heard
Because we're running in vicious circles
Until we're dizzy with disdain
and there's miles and miles between us
Yet we still remain
So if I could walk on water like jesus did before
and if I knew all the answers, i'd keep you coming back for more
Because we're running in vicious circles
Until we're dizzy with disdain
and there's miles and miles between us
and yet we still remain
We're running in vicious circles
Until we're dizzy with disdain
and there's miles and miles between us
Yet we still remain
Yet we still remain
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Now, I grew up down an old dirt road
In a town you wouldn't know
My pops picked the place up for fifteen hundred bucks
Back in nineteen sixty-four
My grandfather was a drinker
Back in the day, he put 'em down
But a war is known to change a man
And the whiskey's known to change a man
That's not me
I rarely drink from the bottle, but I'll smoke a little weed
I still live in the sticks where you wouldn't go
In a town of twelve hundred off an old dirt road
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
Now it's been twelve years since I sold my soul
To the devil in L.A.
He said, sign here on the dotted line
And your songs they all will play
He set up shop on Sunset
He put me up at the Marquee
He said, you wanna sell a million records, boy
You better listen to me
He said, change your style, widen your smile
You could lose a couple pounds
If you want to live this life you'd better lose that wife
Do you need your friends around?
I said
No, that's not me
'Cause the biggest things in life are your friends and family
And I like my jeans and my old t-shirts
And a couple extra pounds never really hurt
'Cause a country boy is all I'll ever be
'Cause Hank taught me just how to stay alive
You'll never catch me out the house without my nine or fourty-five
I've got a big orange tractor and a diesel truck
And my idea of heaven's chasing white tail bucks
And as a country boy, I know I can survive
Now two flags fly above my land
And really sum up how I feel
One is the colors that fly high and proud
The red, the white, the blue
The other one's got a rattlesnake
With a simple statement made
"Don't tread on me" is what it says
And I'll take that to my grave
Because
This is me
I'm proud to be American and strong in my beliefs
And I've said it before, but I'll say it again
'Cause I've never needed government to hold my hand
And I've said it before, but I'll say it again
'Cause my family's always faught and died to save this land
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
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In my world
The shelter from the rain
You're the pills
Then take away my pain
You're the fire
Then warms me when I'm cold
You're the hand
To hold as I grow old
In a world
Where nothing else is true
Here I am
Still tangled up in you
Still tangled up in you
You're the ship
When I am lost at the sea
You're the only thing
That I lack out go 'bout me
You're the lie
Then
You're the
In my very best days
In this world
Where nothing else is true
Here I am
Still tangled up in you
Tangled up in you
I'm still tangled up in you
I'm still tangled up in you
I'm still tangled up in you
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Sit here on the stairs and listen to the nighttime as the daylight fades away
Such a haunting and familiar tune, when I hear it in the distance i can say that i'm home
Massachusetts
Where my daughters and my wife, they wait for me all alone
But the truth is it's where I always am, it's where I long to be
Because I am home
The north shore is where my father lives, I wear my red sox hat around the world with pride
But the berkshires are where my heart is and when i see them in the distance i could cry because i'm home
Massachusetts
Where my daughters and my wife, they wait for me all alone
But the truth is it's where I always am, it's where I long to be
Because i'm home
Massachusetts
Where my hero teaches classes everyday and where my friends don't treat me different
It's where my family is, it's where i'll always stay
Because i'm home
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Now, I grew up down an old dirt road
In a town you wouldn't know
My pops picked the place up for fifteen hundred bucks
Back in nineteen sixty-four
My grandfather was a drinker
Back in the day, he put 'em down
But a war is known to change a man
And the whiskey's known to change a man
That's not me
I rarely drink from the bottle, but I'll smoke a little weed
I still live in the sticks where you wouldn't go
In a town of twelve hundred off an old dirt road
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
Now it's been twelve years since I sold my soul
To the devil in L.A.
He said, sign here on the dotted line
And your songs they all will play
He set up shop on Sunset
He put me up at the Marquee
He said, you wanna sell a million records, boy
You better listen to me
He said, change your style, widen your smile
You could lose a couple pounds
If you want to live this life you'd better lose that wife
Do you need your friends around?
I said
No, that's not me
'Cause the biggest things in life are your friends and family
And I like my jeans and my old t-shirts
And a couple extra pounds never really hurt
'Cause a country boy is all I'll ever be
'Cause Hank taught me just how to stay alive
You'll never catch me out the house without my nine or fourty-five
I've got a big orange tractor and a diesel truck
And my idea of heaven's chasing white tail bucks
And as a country boy, I know I can survive
Now two flags fly above my land
And really sum up how I feel
One is the colors that fly high and proud
The red, the white, the blue
The other one's got a rattlesnake
With a simple statement made
"Don't tread on me" is what it says
And I'll take that to my grave
Because
This is me
I'm proud to be American and strong in my beliefs
And I've said it before, but I'll say it again
'Cause I've never needed government to hold my hand
And I've said it before, but I'll say it again
'Cause my family's always faught and died to save this land
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
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Now, I grew up down an old dirt road
In a town you wouldn't know
My pops picked the place up for fifteen hundred bucks
Back in nineteen sixty-four
My grandfather was a drinker
Back in the day, he put 'em down
But a war is known to change a man
And the whiskey's known to change a man
That's not me
I rarely drink from the bottle, but I'll smoke a little weed
I still live in the sticks where you wouldn't go
In a town of twelve hundred off an old dirt road
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
Now it's been twelve years since I sold my soul
To the devil in L.A.
He said, sign here on the dotted line
And your songs they all will play
He set up shop on Sunset
He put me up at the Marquee
He said, you wanna sell a million records, boy
You better listen to me
He said, change your style, widen your smile
You could lose a couple pounds
If you want to live this life you'd better lose that wife
Do you need your friends around?
I said
No, that's not me
'Cause the biggest things in life are your friends and family
And I like my jeans and my old t-shirts
And a couple extra pounds never really hurt
'Cause a country boy is all I'll ever be
'Cause Hank taught me just how to stay alive
You'll never catch me out the house without my nine or fourty-five
I've got a big orange tractor and a diesel truck
And my idea of heaven's chasing white tail bucks
And as a country boy, I know I can survive
Now two flags fly above my land
And really sum up how I feel
One is the colors that fly high and proud
The red, the white, the blue
The other one's got a rattlesnake
With a simple statement made
"Don't tread on me" is what it says
And I'll take that to my grave
Because
This is me
I'm proud to be American and strong in my beliefs
And I've said it before, but I'll say it again
'Cause I've never needed government to hold my hand
And I've said it before, but I'll say it again
'Cause my family's always faught and died to save this land
And a country boy is all I'll ever be
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