ترانه و شعر با صدای Chase Matthew
There's still only four digits in our population We're still keepin' things just the way God made it There's been some old city folks tryna come in to change it Wouldn't trade them square 40 fields for one inch of pavement We're still hollerin' up in them hills I reckon that we always will
We're still keepin' them parkin' lot half-ton circled on up Still lightin' that fire with a diesel-filled cup Like my daddy done it and had his daddy did Still thinkin' this way of livin's gettin' as good as it gets If you ever thought about never leavin' your little town Keepin' them roots in the ground, well, keep holdin' it down
There's still 35s rollin' down the blacktop Still ridin' 'round this little bitty map dot And you can finally set the corner for a case of 'em 'Cause nothin' changed from the days when we knew nothin' but
Keepin' them parkin' lot half-ton circled on up Still lightin' that fire with a diesel filled cup Like my daddy done it and had his daddy did Still thinkin' this way of livin's gettin' as good as it gets If you ever thought about never leavin' your little town Keepin' them roots in the ground, well, keep holdin' it down
So keep holdin' it down 'Cause you're proud of where you came from Holdin' it down, it's the way that you were raised up
Keepin' them parkin' lot half-ton circled on up And lightin' that fire with a diesel-filled cup Like my daddy done it and his daddy did Still thinkin' this way of livin's gettin' as good as it gets If you ever thought about never leavin' your little town Keepin' them roots in the ground, well, keep holdin' it down
Keep holdin' it down
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