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Demun Jones

Campfire Cologne

 

Campfire Cologne

(album: Jones In Ya Speaker - 2018)


When the sun goes down you know where I'll be
With a case of good time and some John Deere green
Kickin sparks to the sky I'm in my zone
Everynight I'm spraying on that campfire cologne
A campfire cologne
Yeah you know I'm not alone
A campfire cologne

That aroma on my clothes takes me back farther back y'all
We'd build ourselves a pile and light up a bonfire
We'd have the best times and never even tried
Good friends made good company we'd blast every time
We'd blaze it up and let it burn high
Dance around the flames, joke on one another calling each other names
We never took it personal, we was brothers and best friends
Just living in the moment felt like it'd never end
We did some good smoking, a good bit of day drinking
Stinking up lies to tell and hell the river rope swinging
I lost track of some of y'all but now you're on my mind
And this smell on my shirt makes me think about the good times

When the sun goes down you know where I'll be
With a case of good time and some John Deere green
Kickin sparks to the sky I'm in my zone
Everynight I'm spraying on that campfire cologne
A campfire cologne
Yeah you know I'm not alone
A campfire cologne

Man that smell on my clothes brings back the good times
We were all raising hell, I'd sing songs and make rhymes
And nobody was listening, then it was just y'all
On highway 18 in the yard playin ball
With no flags, no tags, strictly tackle
Then we'd crank a flame, crack a bottle and laugh like nothing happened
The smell from the pine tree, needles and cones
It's like a time machine, when it was just David Jones
We didn't have to be responsible and pay no bills
Wasn't thinking bout raising babies, negotiating deals
And even though I'm grateful now, I'll never forget
The way we grew through the smell of the flames, it makes me reminisce

When the sun goes down you know where I'll be
With a case of good time and some John Deere green
Kickin sparks to the sky I'm in my zone
Everynight I'm spraying on that campfire cologne
A campfire cologne
Yeah you know I'm not alone
A campfire cologne

Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high
Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die
Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high
Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die
Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high
Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die
Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high
Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die

done

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