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作曲 : Bryan, McCormick, Murrah |
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Down where I was born it was heaven on earth. |
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The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt. |
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The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. |
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We raised cotton, and corn, a little cane, and kids. |
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You either lived on a farm or wish you did. |
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Jesus always walked close by our side. |
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Where I grew up, we rode in trucks. |
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There's a lot about life we learned on a bus, |
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How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss. |
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The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got. |
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We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends. |
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White-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin. |
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Thank God we get more than just one shot. |
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Where I grew up, we rode in trucks. |
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That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on. |
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That's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done. |
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In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road. |
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It wasn't that long ago. |
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We thought tobacco and beer in a can |
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Was all it would take to be like our old man. |
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Then I saw how it made my momma cry. |
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It was huntin' and fishin' and football games. |
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Then it was girls, and everything changed, |
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In our lives. |
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Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks. |
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That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot. |
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That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot. |
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In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road. |
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It wasn't that long ago, it's a part of my soul. Yeah. |
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Down where I was born, it was heaven on earth. |
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The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt. |
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The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright. |
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Where I grew up, we rode in trucks. |
