Paroles de la chanson Country Things par Granger Smith

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Paroles de la chanson Country Things par Granger Smith

Whippoorwill singin' on a summer night
Make a rope swing with a tractor tire
River stays high but the county's dry
Country things
Fried catfish at a corner store
Thankin' the Lord for a thunderstorm
Truck in the barn don't crank no more
Country things
New York to California
Nothin' hits home like where you're born

And it's a dirt road slow jam
Yes sir, no ma'am
Homemade passed down recipe for supper
Small church, white veils
Front page, whitetails

If you're like me you'll always be a sucker
For country things
Yeah, for country things

I got a girl with a pair of boots
She'll take a one lane over two
When I pick her up all she wants to do is
Country things
Yeah, she likes a firefly kiss or two
If it ain't the crickets we're listening to

It's a dirt road slow jam
Yes sir, no ma'am
Homemade passed down recipe for supper
Small church, white veils
Front page, whitetails
If you're like me you'll always be a sucker
For country things

Yeah, country things

When my down here time is through
And I get to where I'm headed to
All I hope is they got a few
I hope they got a few
Country things
I hope they got a few
Country things

Yeah, like a dirt road slow jam
Yes sir, no ma'am
Homemade passed down recipe for supper
Small church, white veils
Front page, whitetails
If you're like me you'll always be a sucker
For country things
Yeah, for country things

Fried catfish at a corner store
Thankin' the Lord for a thunderstorm
Truck in the barn don't crank no more
Country things

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