Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Coffey Anderson

Texas Country

 

Texas Country

(album: Tailgates And Heartbreaks - 2023)


Got my farm truck gassed up, riding with my playlist on
Two-lane, John Wayne, in the sticks is where we belong
Where we belong
I feel country tonight
Country tonight

We can line 'em up, knock 'em down, bonfire, small town
Tail lights, creek side, move the hair out of her eyes
Then she gave me that smile

We've been through a lot
But thank God we're still here

Man, I need a red dirt road and something ice cold
To get my mind back to where I can think
I need a twangy old guitar, blasting under the stars
Holding my girl while I sing

I need a backwood escape, a Chevy tailgate
From all the fake news shoved in my face
Man, I need a brewski, feel me, Yoakum and some Aldean
Palm trees, riding real dirty across this good old Texas country
Good old Texas country

Hopping off the tractor, riding through the pasture
Quitting time Friday, heard you swinging out by my way
Out by my way
I'm feeling lucky tonight
Lucky tonight

We've been through a lot
But thank God we're still here

Man, I need a red dirt road and something ice cold
To get my mind back to where I can think
I need a twangy old guitar, blasting under the stars
Holding my girl while I sing

I need a backwood escape, a Chevy tailgate
From all the fake news shoved in my face
Man, I need a brewski, feel me, Yoakum and some Aldean
Palm trees, riding real dirty across this good old Texas country
Good old Texas country

Man, I need a red dirt road and something ice cold
To get my mind back to where I can think
I need a twangy old guitar, blasting under the stars
Holding my girl while I sing

I need a backwood escape, a Chevy tailgate
From all the fake news shoved in my face
Man, I need a brewski, feel me, Yoakum and some Aldean
Palm trees, riding real dirty across this good old Texas country
Good old Texas country

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?