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I think about blazing heat I think about small talk I think about the trash piling up in the back of a truck on cinder blocks I think about lawn chairs Watermelon on a paper plate I think about tea in a pitcher on a porch that's drowning in sugar cane Oh I think I need to catch a plane Somewhere south Where when they open that smile They smile, that long, slow drawl falls out Where I can be me getting lost in a sea of a down home crowd Oh, I gotta get back down, somewhere south I think about stars and bars I think about stubborn pride And fighting over Fords and Chevy's A war damn eagle Or a crimson tide And I think about amazing grace And I think about raising hell How walking that line's a bitch Cause every momma's gotta switch in the bible belt Oh I think I need to find myself Somewhere south SongtexteWhere when they open that smile They smile, that long, slow drawl falls out Where I can be me getting lost in a sea of a down home crowd Oh, I gotta get back down, somewhere south Like kudzu on those pines my heart stays wrapped around My roots my truth my boots, they miss their stomping grounds Think they wanna run right now, somewhere south I think about a pretty girl Wearing my grandma's ring And I think about a baby boy Carrying on my grandpa's name And I think I wanna plant that dream Somewhere south Somewhere south Somewhere south Aus Songtexte Mania