Southern Rock

I want em with a soft heart but hard hands

Not a good ole boy but a simple man

I go on and on like the Mississippi

So I need a home that just might miss me

When I'm ramblin', like the bama wind, and I'm gone again

I might run away

But I won't get lost

I'm okay

But I could really use someone

To hold me down, feet on the ground

When I can't stop

I'm a rolling stone

Looking for a southern rock

I won't mind a lil rough round the edges

Long as he can hold the door and tip a Stetson

But he's gotta be strong like Kentucky bourbon

& Know how to hold me if I'm hurting

If I gotta go find a winding road I need him to know

Might run away

But I won't be get lost

I'm okay

But I could really use someone

To hold me down, feet on the ground

When I can't stop

I'm a rolling stone

Looking for a southern rock

He'll be steady to my shaky

The calm around my crazy

The open when this free bird's gotta fly

Might run away

But I won't be get lost

I'm okay

But I could really use someone

To hold me down, feet on the ground

When I can't stop

I'm a rolling stone

Looking for a southern rock

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