Letras
Yeah, I was burnin' tread on a Ford flat bed before I ever turned 16
There ain't a daisy duke girl I'm this country
Boy's world that ain't caught my shotgun seat
That lake view store with cash on the drawer looked past my fake ID
They say everybody knows everybody
But they sure as hell know me
In the map dot town 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee
Yeah, I left black marks on every turn
Too sharp like Bo Duke and General Lee
With all the hell I raised on this
Cheatham County lane with a church on every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead, and copperhead creek
Shoulda named it after me
Sprayed my last name with some
Burgess paint on a broke down train downtown
Been covered up with some rain and some rust
But damn it still stands out
In that map dot town 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee
Yeah, I left black marks on every turn
Too sharp like Bo Duke and General Lee
With all the hell I raised on this
Cheatham County lane with a church on every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead, and copperhead creek
Shoulda named it after me
Shoulda named it after me
It's like the Sunday morning sun shining right down
Up here in Cheatham County yeah we havin' church now
I'm only gonna tell ya once ya'll better gather round
You got the legend with future, ain't it bright now?
We just some country boys spittin' little game on 'em
When you read the history books I bet ya see our name on 'em
Sing Church
Like my map dot town 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee (middle of Tennessee)
Yeah, I left black marks on every turn
Too sharp like Bo Duke and General Lee
With all the hell I raised on this
Cheatham County lane with church on every street
Every field, every road, every copperhead, and copperhead creek
Shoulda named it after me
Shoulda named it after me