Tekst Utworu

Alright, we roll I ain't been back here in ten months But things here don't change much The same verse outside of the UMC Stop at Burke's to fill it up And grab my change and a can of snuff Just a couple hours between a good time and me And it sure does feel good to be back underneath these Southeast Oklahoma pines Where the stories just get taller when you're sippin' on that homemade shine All the ones who know me best are here Just kicked back in a foldin' chair Ragweed's on and we're singin' every line And you ain't on my mind Parkin' lot buzzed on a Friday night Hometown boys won in overtime Ain't nothin' in the world gonna bring me down Maybe someday I'll care, but I ain't quite got there There's too many things going right, right now To worry 'bout what ain't coming back around And it sure does feel good to be back underneath these Southeast Oklahoma pines Where the stories just get taller when you're sippin' on that homemade shine All the ones who know me best are here Just kicked back in a foldin' chair Ragweed's on and we're singin' every line And you ain't on my mind You ain't on my mind And it sure does feel good to be back underneath these Southeast Oklahoma pines Where the stories just get taller when you're sippin' on that homemade shine All the ones who know me best are here Just kicked back in a foldin' chair Ragweed's on and we're singin' every line And you ain't on my mind You ain't on my mind
Writer(s): Corey Kent, Jack Hummel, Luke Preston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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