Lyrics:
country
Solitary sadness comes over me
After the school was over and I moved
To the other side
I found another country but I never
Lost my pride
country
Solitary sadness comes over me
After the school was over and I moved
To the other side
I found a different country but I never
Lost my pride
too
Probably be driving kids to school
(chorus)
I guess i owe it all to Pamela brown
All of my good times and all my roamin' around
One of these
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
up the country with a song.
Mom and papa told me "son, you gotta go to school;
Only way to make the fam'ly proud."
I paid no attention, left my
driving through the Dairy Queen
Ain't got a Wal-Mart, ain't got a mall
We're old school, small town sticking around
Just like folks used to, good ol'
homegrown
Country girl cuddled up
Hillbilly deluxe
Couple kids, sweet thing driving a fast back
Shoot 'em a coon smile
Hoping that they smile back
my country
Solitary Sadness comes over me
After the school was over and I moved
To the other side
I found a different country but I never
Lost
too
Probably be driving kids to school
I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown
All of my good times, all my roamin' around
One of these days I might
gonna chase those crazy
Chase them crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town
Build your penitentiary
We build your schools
Brainwash
My neighbor Carl, he lives next door
Pink flamingos on his porch
At night he teaches driving school
And he sits out by his plastic pool
He takes off
my country
Solitary Sadness comes over me
After the school was over and I moved
To the other side
I found a different country but I never
Lost
trees, your hair in the breeze, and that smile, and I know
God made old country roads for driving and dreaming,
Mine's coming true girl here with you
and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas
gonna chase those crazy
Chase them crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town
Build your penitentiary
We build your schools
Brainwash
I like driving down those
Old dirt country roads
I love to listen to the sound of
The crickets on my back porch
I like catching fish on a cane
Pole
every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every
Leanin' to an old school vinyl groove
Talkin' 'bout how damn good it feels
Street lights glowin',
Slow rollin' this town with you
Baby jump in my Cadillac
and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas
and ten o'clock to her was late
Then she met me and I showed her the evil ways of town
She was everything I searched Lord
Just a simple country girl
But
children running around,
Everybody's somebody in an old hill country town!
Dirt daubers humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock,
Sure signs you spent
Well, I'm from the country baby, just blowed into your great big town
Well, I'm from the country baby, just blowed up into your great big town
and the fields
In the city streets and the quiet country towns
Working together like spokes inside a wheel
They keep this country turning around
Hello Kansas
baldheads
Chase them crazy
Chase those crazy baldheads out of town
Build your penitentiary, we build your schools
Brainwash education to make us the fools
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