Lyrics:
dream
Surf's up, school's out
Surf's up, school's out)
In the town and the country
We all lay and dreamed our dreams
Then we found the world is tough
Young folk
Tendin' Sunday School
They sing merrilly 'bout the golden rule
Horse sense preaching all the day
They all hollar in the righteous way
Young folk
Tendin' Sunday School
They sing merrily 'bout the golden rule
Parsons preaching all the day
They all hollar in the righteous way
It's
High, high, high, high there
Them summer days
Those summer days
I cloud nine when I want to
Out of school, yeah
County fair in the country sun
High, high, high, high there
Them summer days
Those summer days
I cloud nine when I want to
Out of school, yeah
County fair in the country sun
above, Oh, Atlanta, hear me calling,
I'm coming back to you one fine day, No need to worry, there ain't no hurry, 'Cause I'm, on my way back
folk tendin' Sunday School
They sing merrilly 'bout the golden rule
Horse sense preaching all the day
They all hollar in the righteous way
It's time for
Country ain't country no more
He told his daddy catch up with the times
He said now a days
People trade heifers online
Dad ain't sealing deals with
work, when it pays off
And living it up on your days off
Long live all the small towners
Sunup to sundowners
That old school Haggard and Hank
Long
When was the last time
You got up before the sun
And watched while the night and day
Melted into one?
When was the last time
You really looked
Well, I've been on that road for thirty days
My head's been spinnin' around
I've been livin' up in a daze
I can't help it if I love it (can't help
whispers: catch us by the anchor chains,
But we all laugh so politely and we sail on just the same
For Queen and Country in the long dying day,
And it's
they can't prove nothin'
Known her eight years and still fuck her like a new husband
Tryna run a country like Putin one day, but who's rushin'
Who's
like a fool I destroyed all she's stood for
I made a woman of the world from my simply country girl
[ steel ]
Her big day was Sunday School she lived by
Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA
After
I love my country, it's aim and intent
I believe in the system as it is in print
But I'm in love with you
And determined to help amend it for you
It
ain't cheap, so I work all week
She's in her Sunday best 24/7
High school sweetheart, hometown legend
Lookin' like a ten but she closer to eleven,
planes help me travel in peace
To four cities in one day and four countries in one week
Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart too
Put
countries in one week
'Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart too
Put one of my partners right through culinary art school
Now he my
East Atlanta Zone 6, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's my hood
Glenwood to Grountry Road, that's my hood
That's my hood, nigga, that's
head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
country than that
Think of a hank song from days gone
With a steel ride that's so strong
It sends chills up your back
I'm a little more country than
to Stephenson High school
At any point
You get in free
If you are on the Atlanta twerk team
You get in free
Or if you know someone on the Atlanta twerk team
You
your head and cry
Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
Because when you do unto others
What you
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