Lyrics:
(Bob Ferguson)
Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
And I guess that's why it seemed
(Bob Ferguson)
Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
And I guess that's why it seemed
Working in the red hot sun paying for the wrong I done
Work's so hard here at the County farm
My calloused hands that hold the fork pitchin' hay
On my way to you, old county
Hoping nothing's changed
That your pain is never-ending
That is, it's still the same
County line
County line
sank west of the Mendocino County Line
Scarce as as Monday morning feeling washed away
I orchestrated paradise couldn't make you stay
You dance
Working out my time, on that ol' County Road
So much on my mind, that it's ready to explode
I never got a chance to explain the things I did
I
gonna be there
Down at the county fair
Big time, big top, big crowds, big hair
There's nothing bigger all around
The country anywhere
Than the county
Uh huh uh huh
Don't be scared, represent it
Yo county, yo city
Who you know put Chevy's like this
Candy paint and the trunk full of funk like
President rap
President rap
President rap-country
President rap-county, да я president rap-county
President rap-county, да я president rap-country
ain't the queen of Suffolk County
Here comes the queen of Suffolk County
You best stay out of her way
Yeah, you know she's here to stay
'Cause she's
Carroll County's pointed out as kinda square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
I guess that's why it seemes like such a big event
Just outside of delta country
Where the bitter weeds growin' wild
Born seven miles outside of Woodland
Was a Chicasaw County child
An Poppa
Just outside of delta country
Where the bitter weeds growin' wild
Born seven miles outside of Woodland
Was a Chicasaw County child
An Poppa
There's a bar they call the County Line
You drink 'till you're drunk or kicked out at night
There's a band that come on a quarter to nine
And they
cook it up in Calico County
Calico County
Born in a double wide out behind the county dump
Mama never told me why daddy didn't live with us
Only
gone
All the jobs are gone
Still we're hangin' on
Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins
In my home in Shelby County, down there 'n Memphis Tennessee
She's a hundred pound of sugar, a-waiting there for me
The one I picked from love's
somewhere, now and then
Thinks about the lives of the mining men
In Perry County
In Perry County and thereabout
We miners simply had to go out
It was long
The heater like Tony Montana
I guess it's what happens when you make a
Poor boy from the country a celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county
Welcome to DADE county (yeah little nigga)
Welcome to DADE county
The city that you'd get murked in
When the purpose is you fucking up somebody
I lived years on the open road, reaping things from the seeds I've sewn
But the only thing that was clear to me
Wilson County is the place to be
Crakkkaz tried to bam in the county, a.c. cold
Got me stuck in this bitch they got my bond on hold
Crakkkaz tried to bam in the county, a.c. cold
Got
Crakkkaz tried to bam In the county, A.C. Cold
Got me stuck in this b*tch they got my bond on hold
Crakkkaz tried to bam In the county, A.C. Cold
I was sittin' beside the road in blackjack county
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn't have a penny to their names
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