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Paroles
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bible by the bed, double barrel by the door
Chickens on the rooftop, hickory on the floor, oh
Down a little dirt road out here
Somewhere where the sunshine shines
Where you can let your hair down and I can ride some squares 'round
Our own little fresh patch of beans
Where I can run my bird dogs, cut the grass with my shirt off
Swim in my old pair of jeans, baby
I wanna live in a country house, in a country house with you
I want a stove full of wood and coal on a hill with a heavenly view
Where the days are longer and our love gets stronger
And the grass is a little bit blue
Cuttin' wood for the whittle of it, out in the middle of the country
In a country house with you, you, ooh-ooh
Raise a little Cain, raise a bunch of kids
Do it like my daddy did, like his daddy did, oh
Drying all our clothes in the fresh air
Go down by the creek just sit there
You can let your hair down and I can ride some squares 'round
Our own little fresh patch of beans
Where I can run my bird dogs, cut the grass with my shirt off
Swim in an old pair of jeans, baby
I wanna live in a country house, in a country house with you
I want a stove full of wood and coal on a hill with a heavenly view
Where the days are longer and our love gets stronger
And the grass is a little bit blue
Cuttin' wood for the whittle of it, out in the middle of the country
In a country house with you
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Put a welcome on the mat and a screen on the door
Little blue light buzzing hanging on the front porch
Waking up with you, praying every night
That I'll be here tomorrow 'til the day I die
I wanna live in a country house, in a country house with you
I want a stove full of wood and coal on a hill with a heavenly view
Where the days are longer and our love gets stronger
And the grass is a little bit blue
Cuttin' wood for the whittle of it, out in the middle of the country
In a country house with you, you, ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Ross Copperman, Josh Osborne, Sam Lawry Hunt, Michael Lotten
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