What's the point of forty acres If you got it all to yourself What's singing along to a Strait song If you ain't singing with no one else I ain't ever seen a pick up without a shotgun seat And I never looked at it that way Till the day you looked at me
I know how to build a house on a hill but what would that be worth If I come back home and swing alone on my little piece of Earth Yeah the more it turned the more I learned No matter what I do There ain't no I in country but there's a Y.O.U
Yeah I light up when you catch one Hell it's the background on my phone And now I can't stand sittin' in a stand If I'm sitting in it all alone I could break some ground, build half the town, like a blue collar dream come true Yeah I can make a name but what's a name without a country girl to give it to
I know how to build a house on a hill but what would that be worth If I come back home and swing alone on my little piece of Earth Yeah the more it turned the more I learned No matter what I do There ain't no I in country but there's a Y.O.U yeah, a Y.O.U
When it comes to Sunday morning I've always thanked the Lord But ever since you I've got a reason to Thank him even more
I know how to build a house on a hill but what would that be worth If I come back home and swing alone on my little piece of Earth Yeah the more it turned the more I learned No matter what I do There ain't no I in country but there's a Y.O.U There ain't no I in country but there's a Y.O.U, you, yeah yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
