Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Burnt The Sawmill Down, artist - Aaron Lewis. Album song State I'm In: Big Machine Radio Release Special, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 11.04.2019
Record label: Big Machine Label Group
Song language: English
Burnt The Sawmill Down |
Dirt road, Georgia, childhood days |
A sawmill way of life |
Where I grew up to love a rich girl |
Who could never be my wife |
And the roses near their mansion |
On a cool, Southern ground |
She cut a memory into mine |
But I had to leave that town |
Dirt poor, backwoods, I was raised |
Now the lawman’s comin' 'round |
Mama said, «I raised a good boy |
But he burnt the sawmill down» |
It’s been years since I left Georgia |
And I left there on the run |
They say her daddy’s still in a rage |
Over what I done |
But he shot at me for lovin' her |
Thought he run me outta town |
But I hid until the mornin' light |
Then I burned his sawmill down |
I still love that long-haired girl |
There’s a price tag on my head |
Her daddy owns the county law |
And if I go back there, I’m dead |
So I just dream of Southern roses |
And miss the love we found |
Lord, I wish I’d never been born poor |
Or burnt the sawmill down |
It’s been years since I left Georgia |
And I left there on the run |
They say her daddy’s still in a rage |
Over what I done |
He shot at me for lovin' her |
Thought he run me outta town |
But I hid until the mornin' light |
Then I burned his sawmill down |
Dirt poor, backwoods, I was raised |
Now the lawman’s comin' 'round |
Mama said, «I raised a good boy |
But he burnt the sawmill down» |
Mama said, «I raised a good boy |
But he burnt the sawmill down» |