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Dallas Smith

CRZY

 

CRZY

(альбом: Dallas Smith - 2023)


I remember Dwight Yoakam on my mixtape
Blaring out the window with a goodbye wave
Oh, I was Red Wings in the dirt and tied to this town
She was, "See you later, boy," and college bound
I remember C-R-Z-Y on an Alabama plate
Hundred watts of leaving Chevy red on my face
Oh, it was so damn hard and I ain't gonna lie
And it's still there when I close my eyes

Well, bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Keep between the ditches and I hope you find
What you're looking for
Maybe little more
Than this hold you down, small town, put the pedal to the floor
And ride, ride C-R-Z-Y
Keep that motor running so those pretty blues eyes
Will see the world
Sure gonna miss you, girl
But some birds were born to fly
So bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y

I remember lighting up a smoke and cracking that beer
Must've stood there an hour, fighting back a tear
Oh, it was so damn dark when that dust finally cleared
I remember thinking, "I hope she don't even look in that rear view mirror," no

Well, bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Keep between the ditches and I hope you find
What you're looking for
Maybe little more
Than this hold you down, small town, put the pedal to the floor
And ride, ride C-R-Z-Y
Keep that motor running so those pretty blues eyes
Will see the world
Sure gonna miss you, girl
But some birds were born to fly
So bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y

Years down the road, got a little crazy of my own
At sixteen years young, she thinks she's grown
We're all first car, first date
W-L-D on a license plate
Now, ain't life crazy? Yeah

Well, bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Keep between the ditches and I hope you find
What you're looking for
Maybe little more
Than this hold you down, small town, put the pedal to the floor
And ride, ride C-R-Z-Y
Keep that motor running so those pretty blues eyes
Will see the world
Sure gonna miss you, girl
But some birds were born to fly
So bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y

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