Upchurch - The Other Country Boy lyrics
[Upchurch - The Other Country Boy lyrics]
See the silhouette underneath
The streetlight glow
Leaned against a Caddie on a riverside road
Alone and lurkin' a walk and purpose
Even though I'm lonely and the
Crickets keep me chirpin'
A lightnin' bug sit's with me on my shoulder
Remindin' me of how I'll shine when I'm older
But for now
I'm a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car
A couple missin' teeth from
Chewin' 'bacco too long
Fire with gas, my attitude's no act
If trouble was my middle name
It would fit my ass
In a world where the music scene
Is planned and paid for
I’m covered up but not on the cover, son
I'm the other country boy
Picture-perfect, I never learned it
What does that mean? Who's
The judge and verdict?
No one, they just think they are
My life's sweet, give me a Mason jar
A few wooden planks some
Wouldn't call a porch
Livin' out anthems to be the torch
For the imperfect girls and the
Boys like I once was
Imperfect is perfect if you
Ask someone like us
I'm a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car
A couple missin' teeth from
Chewin' 'bacco too long
Fire with gas, my attitude's no act
If trouble was my middle name
It would fit my ass
In a world where the music scene
Is planned and paid for
I’m covered up but not on the cover, son
I'm the other country boy
The other country boy
I've gone head-to head with the biggest names
Got golds and platinums on my wall in frames
Talk raw to the stars
They ain't shootin' a thing
No EQ to give me a 'round here twang
Came natural
Music city is my real birthplace
Tell the tourists if they're wildin'
Better pump them brakes
Or you're gonna see a man that
Ain't playin' standin' in a bar
He's one of us and not some country star
He's a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car
A couple missin' teeth from
Chewin' 'bacco too long
Fire with the gas, attitude no act
If trouble was his middle name
It would fit his ass
In a world where the music scene
Is planned and paid for
He's covered by us but not on the cover, son
He's the other country boy
I'm the other country boy
The streetlight glow
Leaned against a Caddie on a riverside road
Alone and lurkin' a walk and purpose
Even though I'm lonely and the
Crickets keep me chirpin'
A lightnin' bug sit's with me on my shoulder
Remindin' me of how I'll shine when I'm older
But for now
I'm a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car
A couple missin' teeth from
Chewin' 'bacco too long
Fire with gas, my attitude's no act
If trouble was my middle name
It would fit my ass
In a world where the music scene
Is planned and paid for
I’m covered up but not on the cover, son
I'm the other country boy
Picture-perfect, I never learned it
What does that mean? Who's
The judge and verdict?
No one, they just think they are
My life's sweet, give me a Mason jar
A few wooden planks some
Wouldn't call a porch
Livin' out anthems to be the torch
For the imperfect girls and the
Boys like I once was
Imperfect is perfect if you
Ask someone like us
I'm a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car
A couple missin' teeth from
Chewin' 'bacco too long
Fire with gas, my attitude's no act
If trouble was my middle name
It would fit my ass
In a world where the music scene
Is planned and paid for
I’m covered up but not on the cover, son
I'm the other country boy
The other country boy
I've gone head-to head with the biggest names
Got golds and platinums on my wall in frames
Talk raw to the stars
They ain't shootin' a thing
No EQ to give me a 'round here twang
Came natural
Music city is my real birthplace
Tell the tourists if they're wildin'
Better pump them brakes
Or you're gonna see a man that
Ain't playin' standin' in a bar
He's one of us and not some country star
He's a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car
A couple missin' teeth from
Chewin' 'bacco too long
Fire with the gas, attitude no act
If trouble was his middle name
It would fit his ass
In a world where the music scene
Is planned and paid for
He's covered by us but not on the cover, son
He's the other country boy
I'm the other country boy