Jade Eagleson, Sacha - Call It Country lyrics
[Jade Eagleson, Sacha - Call It Country lyrics]
You call it a county line
I call it a first sign
That I got two lefts left and one right
To my momma's front porch
You call it a dirt road
I call it the view from my window
From the yellow wild flowers
All the way up to that barn red door
You see gravel, I see a short cut
You see a hand me down, I see a good truck
To roll to the boon docks and
Go get my tire stuck
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country i call it home
I call it home
You call it a honky-tonk
I call it my first job momma in a cover band
Me side stagew just singing along
You see a tailgate i see a first kiss
You see a corn field i see a harvest
Sunrise sundress, moonlight sunset
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country i call it home
I call it home
So if you're ever rolling in on
A whim on a Friday night
Just follow that neon Pabst Blue welcome sign
Yeah
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country i call it home
I call it home
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country
I call it home (You see the back woods
I see a playground you see a map dot)
I call it home
(I see where my heart's found)
I call it home
I call it a first sign
That I got two lefts left and one right
To my momma's front porch
You call it a dirt road
I call it the view from my window
From the yellow wild flowers
All the way up to that barn red door
You see gravel, I see a short cut
You see a hand me down, I see a good truck
To roll to the boon docks and
Go get my tire stuck
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country i call it home
I call it home
You call it a honky-tonk
I call it my first job momma in a cover band
Me side stagew just singing along
You see a tailgate i see a first kiss
You see a corn field i see a harvest
Sunrise sundress, moonlight sunset
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country i call it home
I call it home
So if you're ever rolling in on
A whim on a Friday night
Just follow that neon Pabst Blue welcome sign
Yeah
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country i call it home
I call it home
It's where my soul's got roots
That won't let go no matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a firestone
Yeah you call it country
I call it home (You see the back woods
I see a playground you see a map dot)
I call it home
(I see where my heart's found)
I call it home