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Steven Lee Olsen

The Woods

 

The Woods


When's the last time you caught a sunset?
Where the world just stops, hood's still hot
When you lay it on back, tell me
When's the next time you're gonna forget
What day it is? Where the gravel ends
'Cause I'm thinking that
You need to leave the city behind ya
Where no can find ya
Girl, I think it's time ya get into that

Outdoor dirt floor, stars for a ceiling
Come back down to earth with some back road healing
Let the real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out the woods, you gotta get back in 'em
Oh, get back, get back

I don't see no tan lines, and that ain't like you
The girl I know's a wildflower growing way off the map
She's a little bit mustang, I'm a little bit out there
We find ourselves in the middle of nowhere, in that

Outdoor dirt floor, stars for a ceiling
Come back down to earth with some back road healing
Let the real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out the woods, you gotta get back in 'em
Oh...

You need to leave the city behind ya
Where no can find ya
Girl, I think it's time ya get into that

Outdoor dirt floor, stars for the ceiling
Come back down to earth with some back road healing
Let the real world fade like the knees on your denim
Sometimes to get out the woods, you gotta get back, get back in 'em

(Outdoor dirt floor, stars for the ceiling) Sometimes you gotta get back in 'em, baby
(Let the real world fade like the knees on your denim) Oh
Sometimes to get out the woods, you gotta get back in 'em

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