Logan Mize - Welcome To Prairieville lyrics
[Logan Mize - Welcome To Prairieville lyrics]
That sign ain't right on the edge of town
The population keeps going down
And there's for sale signs
On just about everything
Manny's Bar is about all that's left
And there's a tire shop
But it's probably next oh hell, who knows
They've been saying that for years
It's a pretty drive if you've
Got the time to kill welcome to Prairieville
Benny's brother Joe sells firewood
When he ain't passed out on the hood
Yeah, his roadside stand don't
Look much anymore
They say it used to be quite a sight
Red tomatoes piled shoulder-high
Yeah, sweet Vidalias and
Everything in between
They strum a mess of oil
Rigs through his fertile fields
Welcome to Prairieville
I tried leaving but it always pulls me back
I just can't seem to let it go
Maybe it's the water that
Just gets in your blood
And some of the dust gets in your soul
I don't understand it and I never will
Welcome to Prairieville
Day Old drives an old fixer up
Black and silver-striped step side truck
He sold it twice and bought
It back both times
See, it's where he first kissed Emily
Now she's working on number three
With some slick haired man
The next town up the road
They got a brand-new place on
One of the higher hills
Between there and Prairieville
I tried leaving but it always pulls me back
I just can't seem to let it go
Maybe it's the water that
Just gets in your blood
And some of the dust gets in your soul
I don't understand it and I never will
Welcome to Prairieville
I tried leaving but it always pulls me back
I just can't seem to let it go
Maybe it's the water that
Just gets in your blood
And some of the dust gets in your soul
I don't understand it and I never will
Welcome to Prairieville
That sign ain't right on the edge of town
The population keeps going down
And there's for sale signs
On just about everything
The population keeps going down
And there's for sale signs
On just about everything
Manny's Bar is about all that's left
And there's a tire shop
But it's probably next oh hell, who knows
They've been saying that for years
It's a pretty drive if you've
Got the time to kill welcome to Prairieville
Benny's brother Joe sells firewood
When he ain't passed out on the hood
Yeah, his roadside stand don't
Look much anymore
They say it used to be quite a sight
Red tomatoes piled shoulder-high
Yeah, sweet Vidalias and
Everything in between
They strum a mess of oil
Rigs through his fertile fields
Welcome to Prairieville
I tried leaving but it always pulls me back
I just can't seem to let it go
Maybe it's the water that
Just gets in your blood
And some of the dust gets in your soul
I don't understand it and I never will
Welcome to Prairieville
Day Old drives an old fixer up
Black and silver-striped step side truck
He sold it twice and bought
It back both times
See, it's where he first kissed Emily
Now she's working on number three
With some slick haired man
The next town up the road
They got a brand-new place on
One of the higher hills
Between there and Prairieville
I tried leaving but it always pulls me back
I just can't seem to let it go
Maybe it's the water that
Just gets in your blood
And some of the dust gets in your soul
I don't understand it and I never will
Welcome to Prairieville
I tried leaving but it always pulls me back
I just can't seem to let it go
Maybe it's the water that
Just gets in your blood
And some of the dust gets in your soul
I don't understand it and I never will
Welcome to Prairieville
That sign ain't right on the edge of town
The population keeps going down
And there's for sale signs
On just about everything