Upchurch – Livin In A Country Song (Guitar)

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If I could never age a day past senior year

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I'd still be burnin' up fuel in that rear view mirror

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Yelling to my buddies, "Hey man, no cop, no stop"

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We was crankin' up the dial jammin' Rocky Top

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Hidin' all our pot in our truck toolbox

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Saying, "Bubba I think we're good, they ain't gonna check there"

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But if the blue lights come I'll be steppin' on the gas

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Feelin' like Earnhardt goin' Talladega fast

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With my heart a racin' like it's lookin' for a checkered flag

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Dusty taillights fadin' off in a one-lane

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Water colored sky, water tower spray painted on

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In John Deere green (John Deere green)

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When the Friday night lights make your hometown glow

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And that smoke in the sky from a field down the road

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That's what I call home (I call home)

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Just livin' in a country song

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Rusty old trucks from the senior class

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With ripped American flags wavin' in the back

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With an exhaust so loud that it will shake my whole town

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With the CD skippin' 'cause we done burnt it up

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Jammin' flyin' down a back road while we was on the road

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Leavin' black marks somewhere in small town USA (USA)

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It was "Hey baby girl, do you need my Carhartt?

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Yeah it's gettin' kinda cold I'm trying to break your heart"

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In a square body Chevy painted up like the General Lee

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Dusty taillights fadin' off in a one-lane

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Water colored sky, water tower spray painted on

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In John Deere green (John Deere green)

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When the Friday night lights make your hometown glow

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And that smoke in the sky from a field down the road

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That's what I call home (I call home)

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Just livin' in a country song

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Billy Bob loved Charlene and I used to love just runnin' roads

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The smell of freedom on two bare feet with a mix dried up cedar logs

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Mama knew I was creek bound, south side Cheatham river rat

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With hair too long and big old letters that read backwoods across my back

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Sunburnt to a red crisp, skin peelin' like every week

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Sneakin' outta my bedroom window, man we thought we super slick

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Smokin' Paw Paw's Black & Milds, drenched in A&F Cologne

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Tryin' to cover up that weekend smell from all that marijuana smoke

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Mama tried, Jesus watched, God laughed and Satan helped

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What you expect? I grew up in a house that bumped the Charlie Daniels Band

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So if you catch me in Georgia I got the golden fiddle

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And I'm chasin' the dream and outrunnin' that old devil with

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Dusty taillights fadin' off in a one-lane

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Water colored sky, water tower spray painted on

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In John Deere green (John Deere green)

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When the Friday night lights make your hometown glow

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And that smoke in the sky from a field down the road

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That's what I call home (I call home)

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Just livin' in a country song

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Just livin' in a country song