Yeah I was burning tread on a Ford flatbed before I ever turned 16 There ain't a Daisy Duke girl in this country boy's world that ain't called my shotgun seat That liquor store with the cash only drawer looked past my fake ID They say everybody knows everybody, well they sure as hell know me
In that map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some 'Church on every street Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek Shoulda named it after me
Sprayed my last name with some Burgess paint on a broke down train downtown Been covered up with some rain and some rust but damn it still stands out
In that map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some 'Church on every street Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek Shoulda named it after me Shoulda named it after me
Let's start this Sunday morning, sun shining right down Up here in Cheatham county, yeah, we having 'Church now I'm only gon' tell y'all once, y'all better gather round You've got the legend with the future, ain't it right now We just some country boys spitting a little game on 'em When you read the history books I bet you'll see our name on 'em Sing, 'Church
Like my map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes, left some 'Church on every street Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek Shoulda named it after me Shoulda named it after meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
