Why does everybody hate on me. 'Cause I'm young, comin' up my own way. Got a bottle and a bag of seed. You can come on Saturday. . Oh, don't mind me, I mean no harm.
Your daddy thinks Im up to no good. Im only doin what a young man should. Its been thirteen days since Ive seen your face. I can tell, pretty babe, you wanna get away.
She was standin there with her big, blue, question mark eyes. Sayin, Would you stay the night?. And me, I was just seventeen, my very first time. But I knew it was right.
Sometimes I go walking through the long tall grass. Wonder how long hard times will last. For this backward soul on a road that god knows where. . As hard as I try ain't left no tracks.
I wake up and find you next to me. Where I always hoped you'd be. And I recall, when we were both alone. Far from what we needed and where we needed to be.
I'm Country,. You can tell how i speak, I've lived by the creek.. Cotton fields and pickin' tress are my earliest memories.. I'm Country,. Ain't scared to fight if one comes my way,.
I got a city folk friend in a hip-hop world. He goes by E. Diddy but his name is Earl. Cocks his hat to the side in his grandma's ride. Pumpin' nothin' but bass.
She fogs up the mirrors in my IROC-Z. She fries catfish like you never seen. Oh, She stops the clock when she walks in a room. Make you wanna run out and howl at the Moon.
Hey, look at all those cowgirls. Tearin' down the gravel roads on Saturday night. Singing, "Summertime" at the top of their lungs. Sippin' Dixie cups of strawberry wine.
All the lights are goin' down. On Main Street. Parkin' lots are fillin' up. With teenage dreams an' pick-up trucks. . There's gonna be a race tonight.