Lyrics:
This is my same old coat
And my same old shoes
I was the same old me
With the same old blues
And then you touched my life
Just by holding my
of friends
Anyway
I hear it in your voice, you're smokin' with your boys
I touch my phone as if it's your face
I didn't choose this town, I dream
When I was a little bitty boy
Sittin' on my papa's knee
I still remember every word my papa said to me
Now boy if you ever meet
A pretty woman
True love won't pass you by
Must you eye every boy that passes
Why can't you be satisfied?
You hurt my pride running between classes
'Cause you're
association)
Call me Miami haro haro
Cause this deals with the track
Blows my mind like oh chea
Yeah, that's wrong, but it's real
Fuck boys they know the deal
chasing sunsets
One of life's simple joys
Is the boys
I don't wanna be the moth around your fire
(With the boys)
I don't wanna be obsessed by my
When I?m goin? down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side
Goin? down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side
We can still barrel house, baby,
If I could stick my pen in my heart
And spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
Would you think the boy is
the way that it was meant to be
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
of boy who is always on the roam,
Wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
I'm telling you that's my home.
You had romance, did you break it by chance over
choir
Talkin' to the man in the moon
Way up in the sky
He told me to let my worries
Roll on by, yeah
Cause I'm a backwoods boy
Grew up on a dirt
by my side (oh, baby, I)
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life (I'm always singing it)
Cherish your strength
You got the power to make
my sin
By falling out
We're falling in
Now I'm broken
Watch it flow
I'm taking over
Can't let go (falling out with the bad boys)
Some say I make the guys, hypnotized
When I bat my eyes and walk by
They say I'm such a tease
But that's just me
Take it or leave it baby
My name's in the paper where I took the boy scouts to hike
My hands're all dirty from working on my little boy's bike
The preacher came by and I
Some say I make the guys, hypnotized
When I bat my eyes and walk by
They say I'm such a tease
But that's just me
Take it or leave it baby
If I break the law and get caught
I could get smashed in the face by the big boys
'Cause they're frightened by the real world
Frightened by the real
By the way he looks across his shoulder
And the way he sees things through his eyes
It's impossible to disguise
He's a mama's boy
So confusing
of the radio by my bed with Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head
I can still hear the soft southern winds...
When I was in school I ran with a kid down
a man, I wish that I were dead.
My how time rushes by,
The moment you're born you start to die,
Time waits for no man,
And your life's spent, it's
on the Fargo line
There's still too many bad boys
Tryin' to work the same line
If Jesus was the sheriff and I was the priest
If my lady was an heiress
old friends stood closely by
Friends of mine stand by me it's my time
It's my time it's my time it's my time
It's my time to cry oh oh oh it's my
boy's money now; sure, Lord, won't take mine
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now, don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord,
words on behalf of the leadership
Pardon me boys
If I slip off my pack
And sit for awhile with you
I'd like to explain
Why you fine young men had
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