Lyrics:
Still screaming Oak Cliff
man, don't ask me why
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F
With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue or hold my breath
I'm
that she really wants when the lights go out at night are the Oak Ridge Boys. You ought to hear the noise when the music hits her right.
Oh yeah she
"God don't take my love from me"
Just let her sing a little blue ridge mountain song
Like she has all along
And I'll dance with her till dawn
the boys by my side
You gone hear us loud cuz we keep the sideline LIT
Yeah we bleed silver and blue and I'm hopin' you do too
because when the squad gets
The Oak Ridge Boys – The American Dream
(Written By Keith Stegall & Gary Harrison)
Well they moved away from the
Farms they did not own
To live
left my family and I left my home in the hickory and the ash and the oak
And they shipped us off to a broken world where the dust would make you choke
We
Sooner boy is Bama bound
Fresh start, I like that sound
Boomer Sooner, I'll always be
Rep the O cause it's blessing me
But it's on to better things
A-T-L,
the Blue Ridge mountain blues,
Goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum
Where the corn cob blossom,
In my Blue Ridge far away.
Woo!
I
never been beyond my home state line
There was a boy who loved me dearly
But I broke his heart severely
When I left my Blue Ridge Mountain boy
I'd never been beyond my home state line
There was a boy who loved me dearly
But I broke his heart severely
When I left my Blue Ridge Mountain boy
not see his Mother when the work's all done this fall
Submitted by Dennis Smith, Oak Ridge, NC
the Blue Ridge mountain blues,
Goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum
Where the corn cob blossom,
In my Blue Ridge far away.
Woo!
I
the Alpha Dog who be holding it down
I'm still repping O, residing South Ridge
The same crazy cracker since the days we were kids
Times constantly change but
headlights west and drove into the night
Tuned into the radio and sung every song I could
It was me and Hank and Willie and Kris even the Oak Ridge Boys
Just
a pot of gold
Seasons change and years go by
Come what may, just gotta be brave
And Boy is now a fine young man
With destiny right in his hands
Oh
I'm goin' to stay right by my pa, I'm goin' to do right by my ma,
I'll hang around the cabin door, no work or worry anymore.
I got the blue ridge
stompin, pretty boy chords on key
Little bass a thumpin, we be jammin down by the sea
Let the music just be free, this bumpy oak guarantee
Let the music
the cold winds
That keep on blowing, blowin on me
And I'm like an oak tree
I've seen many years go by
But my time in the sun, hasn't yielded any fun
Man I
steady envy me
I can never show no sympathy
Maybe, cause I'm not a human being
Wake up, it's not a fuckin' dream
You been sleepin', turn into a king
Boy
on Choctaw Ridge", y'all
"And now you tell me Billie's act a fool
And jumped the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Huh, oh!
My mama said "Son", huh
"What's happened
From brick walls and bridges
We were rolling over ridges
Through valleys
Under stars
I dream of touring like Duke Ellington
In my own railroad
the world in our hands
Ridge be the future, pull off on Rodeo, we wildin and chillin with girls in the Lamb
Or maybe the Tesla, all white, yeah we bringing
inside of me
Let me tell you, baby
You lit a fire by the old oak tree, yes you did
(You lit a fire by the old oak tree) Boy you lit a fire in me
(The gates
she ain't really slick
I'm really like covid I'm sick with the shits
Driving down the street and we out in oak ridge
Fuck all your feelings I'm burning
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