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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Upchurch
Upchurch
Vocals
Eddy Dunlap
Eddy Dunlap
Steel Guitar
Justin Saunders
Justin Saunders
Cello
Marquez "Sage Tunz" Brown
Marquez "Sage Tunz" Brown
Bass
Thomas Toner
Thomas Toner
Drums
Tyler Branch
Tyler Branch
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Upchurch
Upchurch
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Toner
Thomas Toner
Producer
Brandon Mosley
Brandon Mosley
Assistant Engineer
Moses Mastering
Moses Mastering
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Sometimes I get stoned in my backyard Lay off in the tall grass, so my view's the stars I think about nothin', get to clear my thoughts From all the thunder and lightnin', so I feel a spark Sometimes I get higher than the Colorado Rockies Hopin' that the county sheriff don't stop me Like Charlie Daniels said, "You shouldn't smoke that dope" But damn it I can't help, I love rollin' stoned With the windows rolled down and the radio up Sweet tea full in my Solo cup Listenin' to the hummin' of the 44's Soundin' like a concert out my beat up doors Arm hangin' out the window, smile and a wave Smokin' on some grown where the cattle graze Charlie Daniels said you shouldn't go and smoke that dope Hell, I can't help, I love rollin' stoned Yeah, I love rollin' stoned Smoke rollin' 'round the cab with the dome light on Lookin' like a stage for a Lynyrd Skynyrd song Hangin' out with Mary Jane, but she's makin' the time go slow Makin' memories with my buddies through the thick green smoke Puff passin' out the windows of my old Tahoe Lifted so damn high, I can't come down Still drivin' under speed limits in my town With the windows rolled down, the radio up Sweet tea full in our Solo cups Listenin' to the hummin' of the 44's Like a concert out my beat up doors Arm hangin' out the window, smile and a wave Smokin' on some grown where the cattle graze Charlie Daniels said you shouldn't go and smoke that dope Hell, I can't help, I love rollin' stoned Yeah, I love rollin' stoned There ain't nothin' like the swayin' of a windy back road Baked out like a barn full of tobacco I know Jesus drank wine, but I bet he wouldn't mind Sittin' with me in my Chevy, pass around a few times With the windows rolled down, the radio up Sweet tea full in our Solo cups Listenin' to the hummin' of the 44's Like a concert out my beat up doors Arm hangin' out the window, smile and a wave Smokin' on some grown where the cattle graze Ol' Willie said there's not nothin' wrong with smokin' dope So light one up and let's go rollin' stoned So pass me that and let's start rollin' stoned I love rollin' stoned
Writer(s): Ryan Upchurch, Krishon O'brien Gaines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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