Well it's springtime down around Slaughter Creek Dirt Road I bet the crawfish bite any bait thrown in the hole Got my six string strung, this song on my heart It ain't about a thing but by God it's a start
And it feels so good being here with you Just burnin' firewood Tellin' jokes we learned from old folks Sippin' cokes with barbecue
There's a junkyard there somewhere in that kudzu I know it's hard to see but underneath's 442 Cutlass Oldsmobile I used to dream to run I am dreamin' still, these days just for fun
And it feels so good being here with you Just burnin' firewood Reminiscing missin' old times Wishin' we still called them new
And it feels so good being here with you Just burnin firewood Tellin' jokes we learned from old folks Sippin' cokes with barbecue
Well it's fall time down around Slaughter Creek Dirt Road The place that takes the credit for half the lies I've told Got my six string strung, this song on my heart It ain't about a thing but by God it's a startTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
