HARDY - the mockingbird & THE CROW lyrics
Hardy [Michael Wilson Hardy] Philadelphia, Mississippi, U.S. 🇺🇸
[HARDY - the mockingbird & THE CROW lyrics]
I grew up in a little
Town named after another
Catchin' bass and cuttin' grass was
How I spent my summers
I know it sounds cliché
But it's how I was raised
And I got my first guitar from
A pawn shop off of Poplar
Picked up "Sweet Home Alabama" and
"Smoke On The Water"
And that's what got me out
It's crazy thinkin' now
I'm a mockingbird
Singin' songs that sound like
Other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on
Some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but now
I'm a mockingbird with a microphone
I found myself a contract
Down on Sixteenth Avenue
Writing songs for anyone about
Anything I knew
And I've come a long long way
But one thing hasn't changed
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like
Other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on
Some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's homе
I've always been a mockingbird but now
I'm a mockingbird with a microphone
A mockingbird with a microphone
Ooh, with a microphonе, with a microphone
With a microphone
Do this, do that that shirt, this hat
Don't forget to smile
Kiss the ring once in a while
Don't say those words put down your finger
Throw in a slow love song or two
Well, fuck that, and fuck you 'cause
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to, brother
Even if that makes me the crow, the crow
The crow even if that makes me the
Crow, the crow, the crow, the crow
Well, do that, do this unclench your fist
You're too loud, you're too proud
It won't work well, tell that to twenty
Five thousand rednecks
With my dumb face on their T-shirt
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to, brother
Even if that makes me the crow, the crow
The crow even if that makes me the
Crow, the crow, the crow, the crow
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like
Other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on
Some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but now I'm
A mockingbird and I'm the crow
Town named after another
Catchin' bass and cuttin' grass was
How I spent my summers
I know it sounds cliché
But it's how I was raised
And I got my first guitar from
A pawn shop off of Poplar
Picked up "Sweet Home Alabama" and
"Smoke On The Water"
And that's what got me out
It's crazy thinkin' now
I'm a mockingbird
Singin' songs that sound like
Other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on
Some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but now
I'm a mockingbird with a microphone
I found myself a contract
Down on Sixteenth Avenue
Writing songs for anyone about
Anything I knew
And I've come a long long way
But one thing hasn't changed
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like
Other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on
Some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's homе
I've always been a mockingbird but now
I'm a mockingbird with a microphone
A mockingbird with a microphone
Ooh, with a microphonе, with a microphone
With a microphone
Do this, do that that shirt, this hat
Don't forget to smile
Kiss the ring once in a while
Don't say those words put down your finger
Throw in a slow love song or two
Well, fuck that, and fuck you 'cause
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to, brother
Even if that makes me the crow, the crow
The crow even if that makes me the
Crow, the crow, the crow, the crow
Well, do that, do this unclench your fist
You're too loud, you're too proud
It won't work well, tell that to twenty
Five thousand rednecks
With my dumb face on their T-shirt
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to, brother
Even if that makes me the crow, the crow
The crow even if that makes me the
Crow, the crow, the crow, the crow
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like
Other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on
Some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but now I'm
A mockingbird and I'm the crow