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Well, it sounds like NASCAR on WBKR On some old busted car radio Like them yoo-hoo bottles clinging in the floorboards Every time we hit that same pothole Like that train whistle L&N creeping up on five till ten Church bell ringing means we're gonna be late again Ear to the door, make sure they ain't praying Head up to the front, back pew's already taken, and we were singing I'll fly away old glory and I'd fly away My salvation and my foundation is in them yesterdays Yeah, I can hear it crystal clear, oh, it's still ringing loud Amazing grace, how sweet the sound of Sundays in the south Well, it sounds like gravel slinging up popping Underneath the truck on our way up to grandpa's house Like the roar of the creek where me and brother'd sneak drink Daddy's missing Bud Lights down Like granny in the kitchen frying up the chicken Cousin in the backyard getting a good whipping Man, how I wish I was back there now Passing this guitar around, singing I'll fly away old glory and I'd fly away My salvation and my foundation is in them yesterdays Yeah, I can hear it crystal clear, oh, it's still ringing loud SongtexteAmazing grace, how sweet the sound of Sundays in the south Amazing grace how sweet the sounds That made a redneck like me, yeah singing I'll fly away old glory and I'd fly away My salvation and my foundation is in them yesterdays Yeah, I can hear it crystal clear, oh, it's still ringing loud Amazing grace, how sweet the sound of Sundays in the south I said, amazing grace, how sweet the sound of Sundays in the south Aus Songtexte Mania