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Never Gonna Change
(专辑: Logan Mize - 2009)
Well people call me crazy, Just a
little thrown off, Cause the
road they travel, Ain't the
path I'm on, But it sure feels good to be making my own way. When I
left Kansas swore I'd never look back, But now that I'm gone it makes me laugh, When I
look in the
mirror everything's still the
same. Well my best pair of jeans got holes in the
knees, Grease stains, and a
Copenhagen ring, My truck's to loud, And I
still drink that cheap light beer. Somethings ain't ever gonna change, Like a
burning sun down on the
plains, Stiff grease still turns the
wind mill, The
stars light up the
midnight sky, Tornadoes and black clouds in May, Grain trucks on a
dusty old highway, The
kids are still dragging Main every Friday night, And the
old men talk about the
good old days, I
guess somethings ain't ever gonna change. I
drove my four wheel drive to this six string town, While all my buddies are settling down, I'm just doing my best I
can at getting by, Well the
longer I'm gone, the
more I
see, The
city brings out the
country in me, And finds it's way into every song i
write. That's why I
sing about dirt roads, fisshing holes, The
story of my life to a
couple of chords, And it all goes good with that cheap light beer. Somethings ain't ever gonna change, Like a
burning sun down on the
plains, Stiff grease still turns the
wind mill, The
stars light up the
midnight sky, Tornadoes and black clouds in May, Grain trucks on a
dusty old highway, The
kids are still dragging Main every Friday night, And the
old men talk about the
good old days, I
guess somethings ain't ever gonna change. Every time I
go back home, My old truck drives itself, Back over to her house, My heart still lays where it fell. Somethings ain't ever gonna change, Like a
burning sun down on the
plains, Stiff grease still turns the
wind mill, The
stars light up the
midnight sky, Tornadoes and black clouds in May, Grain trucks on a
dusty old highway, The
kids are still dragging Main every Friday night, And the
old men talk about the
good old days, I
guess somethings ain't ever gonna change. Never gonna change. This Kansas boy's still the
same.
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