Chapter One - Dallas Woods: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Chapter One

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Chapter One foi lançado em 26 de março de 2019 por Independent como parte do álbum Chapter One - Single

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ÁlbumChapter One - Single

Data de lançamento26 de março de 2019

EditoraIndependent

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Two, four, five, six, yes please

Yeah

Uh, at age seven found a connection with the place I call home

When muddy water and fresh air was our favourite cologne (Bastard)

Covering ranges in all of the five rivers

That's how we remind ourselves

That our ancesters are still with us

Fresh fish for dinner

Goat and a turkey for dinner

Hunting past 'cause we don't want that to get us

Walkin' down the highway

The tourists are takin' pictures

I do now but back then I never really used to get it

How beautiful and lucky we are to call this place home

Come to think about it

That's why we never stayed home

Always out and about

Remember St. Joes days?

Mango tree where we ate while we played

Final bell, the park, the next stop

So the plum, sugar tamarind and pop rocks

The boys play football

The girls play hopscotch

Any b's drop, pass me don't make it drop drop

Real spin

But Doof, when we were little kids

Had fights turn real when we were little kids

Street lights meant home when we were little kids

Dark times we were little shits

True God, fast forward a few years

State school, familiar faces and new peers

Went from wearing blue to an orange uniform

The moment the union was formed

Cliff kids for life

With them boys till I die

No text message, just flick your hand in the sky

That's high, that's by, what now? Be right

English, creole, two worlds, in time

Catch, catch, catch up

Young men always up to something

They break at the bakery doing nothing

Whose around town with the bros, music pumpin'

We tryin' to find us a wifey, windows jumpin'

Teenagers with no favours

All we had was the night

The way you earned respect was how you handled a fight

We know the protocol

So do the elders polite

Respect your elders or they knock out your lights

It's a cultural right, my big bro got a license

Dangerous

My big bro's eighteen plus

Dangerous

All we got is open road

That's dangerous

Full tank, full esky, where they takin' us?

Now that's the question that they wanna know

Kiss my mom and my nana and tell them I gotta go

Country music playin' as soon as we hit the road

Hate country music where I'm from, not a single soul

Well, school, didn't finish it

Wasn't good with listening

Knew it wasn't for me

Common sense was kickin' in

Clear as day, I'm different in, I'm hoping in the best way

Travelling the country while my buddies finish 10th grade

Four states in ten days, economy, no leg space

Homesick but livin' in the moment was my best trait

The things I'd seen by the age of sixteen

The type of things you consider a dream

Mr. work hard, play hard, same routine

Sometimes a little too hard

But what's life without battle scars

I make it home every once in a while

Welcome home with a smile

My friends be growing up quick

A few of them having kids

I lost a few on the way

That feeling really is shit

For that reason won't quit

Winter made me like this

Turned a boy to a warrior like a river king

You know that's the way that it is

So here's a message to the next gen

Head up high

You're never gonna make a change

If you never gonna try

Dallas Woods

Representin' the E-K, E-K, E-K

You know what it is, thank you very much

Much love, peace out

Written by: William Jerome Woods

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