Upchurch - No one told us (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Upchurch - No one told us (en) Lyrics
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You smell that fan in the
window lettin' air in
Coals still burnin' outside
from last weekend
Your truck done died it
was runnin' all night
To be the jukebox jam and
the wood chop light
You see that fence post
nail at the top
To hold the water bucket
when the faucet's off
That hide-a-way shed ain't
just for the straw
But also lightin' up and
strummin' on a guitar
I said man-oh-man, where'd
the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker
was playin' on the radio
So I sang boy-oh-boy, how
I miss them old Toyotas
Yeah, country is as country does,
we was, but no one told us
Yeah, I'm sick of hearin' the same
thing, rhinestone cowboys
I'm about to smack y'all like
the ass on a cowgirl
I'm Mr. Tennessee, barefoot
bandit up in rocky top
Orange and white blanket up
in that red, red ragtop
You want the gun smoke then
bring your ass to the farm
We just some country boys and girls
gettin' stoned in a barn
I keep the Chattahoochee Gucci
I'm the hottest Elvis Prelsey
Even when I'm fat and old Dixie
chicks is gonna dig me
I'll be somewhere on a boat
gettin' too damn sunburnt
Middle fingers up, sissies
still bein' butthurt
I'll be castin' a line just sittin'
watchin' the float jump
Put the country in country
no need to give it to me
Yeah, the music industry think they
got me itchin' like sumac
Got a bunch of tens in Tennessee
line dancin' to this rap
Rap stills do the shimmy of all
the bass to the floor joists
Do it like the legends, rock
it out 'til we're deaf boys
I'm kickin' up the amperage like
I'm jumpin' off a Peterbilt
Parkin' through the algae where the
Creekers hid the shine stills
Ridin' down the roads that lead
to nothin' but a buzz
I put the country in the rap because
I'm wrapped up in the cut
I said son-oh-son, just
believe me when I say
One day when I'm dead and gone,
you'll smirk along and sing
And you'll sing man-oh-man,
where'd the good times go?
Back when it was Holler Boys
by Upchurch on the radio
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