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Gord Bamford

The Country I Grew Up On

 

The Country I Grew Up On

(álbum: Tin Roof - 2016)


Parked by the swimming hole
Listening to the radio
Fresh coat of red clay on our feet
They play an old school country song
The kind that gets you holding on
Next thing I knew she was dancing close to me

Talk about a memory

The country I grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
It's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck I got from dad
We run them back roads all night long kicking up that dust till dawn
Haggard singing me back home, that's the country I grew up on

We'd drive up on a hill
Past grandad's to back of field
Look down on the small town lights
And when the sunlight hit that Chevy, son
We were all grown up at 17
Living out those songs 'bout love and life

Time sure does fly

The country I grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
It's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck I got from dad
We run them back roads all night long kicking up that dust till dawn
Haggard singing me back home, that's the country I grew up on

On this side of the interstate
They say that it's all changed
But when I go back up on that hill
Stars still look the same
It's all the same

The country I grew up on somewhere off the beaten path
It's a shotgun and a bird dog and that old truck I got from dad
We run them back roads all night long kicking up that dust till dawn
Haggard singing me back home, that's the country I grew up on
The country I grew up on
The country I grew up on

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