My heart yearns for mom-and-pops One-stops and unlocked doors Brimstone Baptist and sawdust floors They both have a hell of a choir Yeah, no damn wonder we love the country under That big burning ball of fire
Somewhere in the world There's boys and there's girls standing around a fire Sipping shine from a jar Someone on guitar singing some "Ring of Fire" And a Friday night quarterback got his arm Cocked back and ready to fire
My heart yearns for mom-and-pops One-stops and unlocked doors Brimstone Baptist and sawdust floors They both have a hell of a choir Yeah, no damn wonder we love the country under That big burning ball of fire
Fire There's a kid in a stand With a shake in his hands Putting that Browning on fire And teenagers sneaking out, making out Knowing they're playing with fire
My heart yearns for mom-and-pops One-stops and unlocked doors Brimstone Baptist and sawdust floors They both have a hell of a choir Yeah, no damn wonder we love the country under That big burning ball of fire
Fire, fire Big burning ball of fire Yeah, fire, fire That big burning ball of fire
My heart yearns for mom-and-pops One-stops and unlocked doors A swing built for two, some old boots on the porch And a mockingbird up on a wire Yeah, no damn wonder we love the country under That big burning ball of fire
Yeah, thank you, Lord Jesus For all of us being here under that ball of fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
