I'M 319 COUNTRY ROADS

DEEP CUT DOLLY ON THE RADIO

CORN FIELDS AND LAVENDER SUNSETS

HAIR TIED UP AND WINDOWS DOWN

NOTHING TO DO JUST DRIVE AROUND AND COUNT

OLD BARNS STANDING ON THEIR LAST LEG

I'M A SONGBIRD SINGING IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT

SEPTEMBER CAME AND I TOOK FLIGHT

SUMMER NEVER ROLLED AROUND

CAUSE I GOT HOOKED ON HEADING SOUTH

BUT SOMETHING IN THE WIND BLOWS MY MIND BACK HOME

GUESS I MISS THE SIMPLER TIMES

FROM TIME TO TIME I WANNA FLY

THESE GREENER PASTURE WINGS UP THROUGH THE SNOW

YEAH SOMETIMES I JUST WANNA BE COLD

HOMEMADE POTTERY SIGNED 08

IN MY MOMS CABINET STILL TO THIS DAY

PACKED EVERYTHING I COULD FIT, THE REST SHE JUST HANGS ON TO IT

LIKE THAT SENIOR PROM DRESS SHE SWEARS SHE'LL SELL

OR THAT PICTURE ON THE FRIDGE, DIDN'T PAINT HER TOO WELL

I GUESS PART OF ME NEVER LEFT

I'M A SONGBIRD SINGING IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT

SEPTEMBER CAME AND I TOOK FLIGHT

SUMMER NEVER ROLLED AROUND

CAUSE I GOT HOOKED ON HEADING SOUTH

BUT SOMETHING IN THE WIND BLOWS MY MIND BACK HOME

GUESS I MISS THE SIMPLER TIMES

FROM TIME TO TIME I WANNA FLY

THESE GREENER PASTURE WINGS UP THROUGH THE SNOW

YEAH SOMETIMES I JUST WANNA BE COLD

COLD

I WANNA BE COLD AGAIN

SIX YEARS OLD AGAIN

BEFORE THOSE MEMORIES GET TO MELTING LIKE THE SNOW AGAIN

GUESS I MISS THE SIMPLER TIMES

FROM TIME TO TIME I WANNA FLY

THESE GREENER PASTURE WINGS UP THROUGH THE SNOW