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Cross Country (Remix)

 

Cross Country (Remix)

(album: Cross Country - 2022)


Jersey made, I was born and raised in the garden state
And my mama prayed I would trust in God
Growing up is hard so I made mistakes
In the DMV getting my degree
It was fun and games before the drinking age, oh

I tried to fit in but didn't
I'm different, yeah, I know (Know)
The houses I stayed in were great
But they never felt like home (So)

I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me, I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong
'Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane
When I'm doing what they said can't be done
I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong (Where I belong)

From the Lonestar
Always have my heart where I got my start
Learned to play guitar
Took a couple years and a lot of tears, 'til I made my mark
And I started to see who I wanted to be in this world of ours
Gotta play your part (Oh, oh)

I tried to fit in but didn't, I'm different, yeah, I know, know, oh
I've traveled the whole world for somewhere I could call my home, home

I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me, I ain't gotta prove 'em wrong
'Cause I know it's okay to be in my own lane
When I'm doing what they said can't be done
I'm going cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong (Where I belong)

Cross country
I won't stop running 'til I find where I belong
I'm going cross country
Know they might judge me, but I ain't gotta, I ain't gotta prove them wrong

Ah, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ah, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
Ah, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ah, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

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