My old man's word, it never really hurt Then it hit me like stone, it was too late A young girl's heart, nearly tore it apart So easy to walk, out of this place
Well I've seen them come and go and headed on down the line We keep on changin' home 'cause were givin' them our mind We'll always turn around on that county line
Runnin' in place, I can't even taste The whiskey I drank with this [?] This [?], is like a rich man's cocaine I just need a train, to get me out of this place
'Cause I've seen them come and go and headed on down the line What I'd give to be Georgia bound, ridin' old number 9 Always turn around on that county line
Maybe it was that house I was raised in and the pleasure of 93 Maybe it's all of my blood on the ground, I'd give anything to see But I always turn around on that county lineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
