Lyrics:
a politician wants some skin from me
Well all I really know is where I'm supposed to go
Just turn it back to what it used to be
Take it back to country
Texas fiddle by far
Call me old-fashioned, back in the day, I like country music that way
Corn maze building in and out of season, forts and hideouts in
Baby i want to show you
The meaning of a dream
Baby i want to show
How much it means tO me
Come back to the country life
Come back to the country
going back to my country home
Christmas time's a-comin', Christmas time's a-comin'
Christmas time's a-comin' and I know I'm going home
Holly's in
Take me back to my own country
The land of the free
Take me back to my own country
Forged in liberty
Voices from the left they shout
Only countered
He been to Mexico, he been to Panama
They had me locked away down in the country
(Locked up in Lexington, went through Atlanta)
I just got back I
to my roots
Back back back, back to country
Wakin' up when the rooster crows
Sunrise breakin' through the window
Watching the dawn soak up the dark
dear
It's back country
Back country and might be weird
We don't know anything about how long the light
Lasts there
But that's the spell
We don't know
เธอสูนเลย เธอสูนเลย เธอสูนเลย
พี่ท่าเก็บยางพารา
Ooh you are some where I miss you so much
กลับมาบ้าน come back country home
น้องสาวไซไม่หลบบ้าน
try to stay
By my side
And you'll find
The light to
Get you to the other side
It's you and I
Always by my side
Down back country roads
That take you
get religious for me
Freaky supernatural swing of the back country
Its all just business
heres a written statement
We're keeping records on you
Every
the tinge
Play with fire and get burned
Hide behind the smokescreen undercover
Back country middle of nowhere
Building a castle in the air
Such a head trip
and fight corruption
It's time to bust in and show who really run this
Take back our country and overthrow the government
From the artificial inflation
No lamp post, stoplight, no telephone radio or television
In these back country woods they're all gone
Through some trees down an overgrown trail!
And slow dance to a ballad sung by all the country stars
Back before the country went away
But now they're calling it contemporary
And it don't sound like
things, take me back to
Country roads, baby, take me home to Potholed roads filled with gravel, stone
running through fields and the grass was never
You'll know where I'll be
At the bar side
Small town country lights
Staring back at me
At the bar side
Small town country lights
Staring back at me
I'll
going back to my country home
Christmas time's a comin' Christmas time's a comin'
Christmas time's a comin' and I know I'm going home
White candles
going back to my country home
Christmas time's a comin' Christmas time's a comin'
Christmas time's a comin' and I know I'm going home
White candles
friend when I am old
I have got to bring my country brothers back into the fold
I got that country cabin itis in my soul
Old wood burn stove fried chicken
to the fiddles and a steel guitar
Them city folk was drinking from Mason jars
I think I found what paradise might be
The city put the country back in me
When
with us right away
La la la la la
Let's going back to our country
Let's going back to our home
Maybe meet you up by the seaside
You and me will be back
And the "cunt" back in country
'Cause the kind of country I hear now days
Is a bunch of fuckin' shit to me
They say that I'm ill-mannered
That I'm gonna
We occupy wall street
Take back our soul
Take back our country
Take back control
Take back our health care
Take back our mind
Take back
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