Chandler Roberts, Upchurch - Southern Land lyrics
[Chandler Roberts, Upchurch - Southern Land lyrics]
All my rowdy country friends around here
We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire
Drink a beer
We slip out to the field, climb a tree
Shoot a deer
I reminiscence about these days
Man I get a chill
We keep our trucks lifted up so high
We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive
Sideways in a mud hole
That’s just how it goes 'Round here
I'm talkin’ 'bout the southern land
Grab a six pack son, go hop in the back
Everybody 'round here know where
The party's at
Down a real long road on private land
Passed down to me from my old man
Yeah, we get rowdy, crank it up too loud
Southern pride still makes me proud
Them long legs still drive me wild
When there's nowhere to go
Just drivin' 'round
Ain't nothin’ like a sunset
Sittin’ on down with
A sun-kissed girl sittin' eyes on me
Take a picture for the moment
So time will freeze
If you’re lookin' for me
You'll know where I'll be
Beneath these hollars, hills, and trees
My kids gonna do that same ’ol thing
Same 'ol song, same guitar
Just different strings
All my rowdy country friends around here
We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire
Drink a beer
We slip out to the field, climb a tree
Shoot a deer
I reminiscence about these days
Man I get a chill
We keep our trucks lifted up so high
We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive
Sideways in a mud hole
That's just how it goes 'Round here
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
You can take me out of the country
But you can't take it out of me
See these roots in my veins trying to do
It different that any human eye can see
How it was is how it is
Ain't nothin' gonna change 'bout
The way we live
I'm still runnin' around, that same old kid
Barefoot and all, just gained some years
Let me tell you 'bout a backroad
Talk about the ones that we still ride on
In a little bitty town nothin' goin'
Around romance with the lights on
Back pew believer, I'm an underachiever
Just a good 'ol boy turned to a singer
All my rowdy country friends around here
We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire
Drink a beer
We slip out to the field, climb a tree
Shoot a deer
I reminiscence about these days
Man I get a chill
We keep our trucks lifted up so high
We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive
Sideways in a mud hole
That's just how it goes 'Round here
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land whoa
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land yeah
Whoa i'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire
Drink a beer
We slip out to the field, climb a tree
Shoot a deer
I reminiscence about these days
Man I get a chill
We keep our trucks lifted up so high
We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive
Sideways in a mud hole
That’s just how it goes 'Round here
I'm talkin’ 'bout the southern land
Grab a six pack son, go hop in the back
Everybody 'round here know where
The party's at
Down a real long road on private land
Passed down to me from my old man
Yeah, we get rowdy, crank it up too loud
Southern pride still makes me proud
Them long legs still drive me wild
When there's nowhere to go
Just drivin' 'round
Ain't nothin’ like a sunset
Sittin’ on down with
A sun-kissed girl sittin' eyes on me
Take a picture for the moment
So time will freeze
If you’re lookin' for me
You'll know where I'll be
Beneath these hollars, hills, and trees
My kids gonna do that same ’ol thing
Same 'ol song, same guitar
Just different strings
All my rowdy country friends around here
We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire
Drink a beer
We slip out to the field, climb a tree
Shoot a deer
I reminiscence about these days
Man I get a chill
We keep our trucks lifted up so high
We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive
Sideways in a mud hole
That's just how it goes 'Round here
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
You can take me out of the country
But you can't take it out of me
See these roots in my veins trying to do
It different that any human eye can see
How it was is how it is
Ain't nothin' gonna change 'bout
The way we live
I'm still runnin' around, that same old kid
Barefoot and all, just gained some years
Let me tell you 'bout a backroad
Talk about the ones that we still ride on
In a little bitty town nothin' goin'
Around romance with the lights on
Back pew believer, I'm an underachiever
Just a good 'ol boy turned to a singer
All my rowdy country friends around here
We like to meet at the hollar, build a fire
Drink a beer
We slip out to the field, climb a tree
Shoot a deer
I reminiscence about these days
Man I get a chill
We keep our trucks lifted up so high
We kinda like 'em down into four-wheel drive
Sideways in a mud hole
That's just how it goes 'Round here
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land whoa
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land yeah
Whoa i'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land
I'm talkin' 'bout the southern land