The Fence Songtext
He's a Bible on the dash of his Chevy
Give the shirt off his back
Salt of earth steady as the dirt he kicks on the welcome mat
He's worked hard for a half hundred acres
It's heaven far as you can you see
He don't need much just the two us sitting on a hickory swing
He's sippin' that Kentucky
Staring at the setting sun
One part of me feels lucky one part wants to run
Give the shirt off his back
Salt of earth steady as the dirt he kicks on the welcome mat
He's worked hard for a half hundred acres
It's heaven far as you can you see
He don't need much just the two us sitting on a hickory swing
He's sippin' that Kentucky
Staring at the setting sun
One part of me feels lucky one part wants to run
When he hears the tin roof raining
I feel a restless wind
There's a good man on the porch
And I'm on the fence
What if these dreams I'm dreamin'
Take me past the county line
The town gets small and the highway calls
And I need to touch the sky
No it ain't so cut and dry
He's sippin' that Kentucky
Staring at the setting sun
One part of me feels lucky one part wants to run
When he hears the tin roof raining
I feel a restless wind
There's a good man on the porch
And I'm on the fence
If I settle down would I wonder bout what's around the bend every now and then I'm back and forth like the rocking chair he's rocking in
Sippin' that Kentucky
Staring at the setting sun
One part of me feels lucky one part wants to run
When he hears the tin roof raining
I feel a restless wind
Why the hell am I so torn
There's a good man on the porch
And I'm on the fence
I feel a restless wind
There's a good man on the porch
And I'm on the fence
What if these dreams I'm dreamin'
Take me past the county line
The town gets small and the highway calls
And I need to touch the sky
No it ain't so cut and dry
He's sippin' that Kentucky
Staring at the setting sun
One part of me feels lucky one part wants to run
When he hears the tin roof raining
I feel a restless wind
There's a good man on the porch
And I'm on the fence
If I settle down would I wonder bout what's around the bend every now and then I'm back and forth like the rocking chair he's rocking in
Sippin' that Kentucky
Staring at the setting sun
One part of me feels lucky one part wants to run
When he hears the tin roof raining
I feel a restless wind
Why the hell am I so torn
There's a good man on the porch
And I'm on the fence
