Letra

When I was a young boy I lived in the mountains had alot a fun Knew alot a people and I loved everone around me Well I kin still remember walkin to the square dance saturdy nght you Could see the trees on the hillside in the Moonlight guitars pickin and fiddles playin Mama used to tell me when i was sad try To remember all the good times that you had And if you wanna join us all ya gotta do is kick off your Shoes let down your hair and throw 'way all yer blues now Guitars pickin and fiddles playin Come on everybody get up off your seat now clap your hands be happy Even stomp your feet now here the music pounding listen to it ring na Na na na na na words don't mean a thing let the feelin Move you let the joybells ring now let that goodtime feelin
Writer(s): Charlie Gearheart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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