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Lee Kernaghan

When Country Comes

 

When Country Comes

(album: Spirit Of The Bush - 2007)


Jessie's on a milking stool. Her chores are almost done
Joe's V8 comes through the gate. He calls and says c'mon
They're off to crank the weekend up Joey let's it rip
Pink corellas scatter as they roar across the grid
The motor's runnin;, the wheels are humming Spitting that gravel high

Look at that lipstick driving him ballistic
Rolling 'cross the plain
Rising moon and sweet perfume. Heading for the bitumen
Four wheel traction heading for the action
Nothin's gonna hold 'em down Just one spark and up she goes
When country comes to town
When country comes to town

Jessie's looking sweet
She's swapped her moleskins for a skirt
Joey drops it down a gear
And drifts it through the dirt
Sterio is thumping crossing Kerrigundi Creek
You can see it in her eyes this girl's been hanging out all week
The motor's running, wheels are humming
Spitting that gravel high

Look at that lipstick driving him ballistic
Rolling 'cross the plain
Rising moon and sweet perfume. Heading for the bitumen
Four wheel traction heading for the action
Nothin's gonna hold 'em down Just one spark and up she goes
When country comes to town
When country comes to town

The motor's running, wheels are humming
Spitting that gravel high

Look at that lipstick driving him ballistic
Rolling 'cross the plain
Rising moon and sweet perfume. Heading for the bitumen
Four wheel traction heading for the action
Nothin's gonna hold 'em down Just one spark and up she goes
When country comes to town
When country comes to town
When country comes to town

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