| Hah, it’s ya boy d-thrash
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| I just wanna let y’all know a little bit
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| Bout how I grew up
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| I used to trade baseball cards back in the day
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| Camp out in the back yard back in the day
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| Cut a few trails in the woods back in the day
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| And did things that they never said I could
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| I used to make prank calls back in the day
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| Try to race my dogs back in the day
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| Play tackle football back in the day
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| And I’ll always be that kid y’all
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| Grew up out in Jackson county
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| Jefferson River road is where ya found me
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| Yeah we used to ride up and down that road like we owned it
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| 'Cause we really did back then
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| And my friends used to stop by all the time
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| If they see me in the yard outside
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| Never had a reason really just came to kick it
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| And talk about how the cops gave us tickets
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| I miss it, everybody does I guess
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| 'Cause there was less stress in the life I lived
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| And now people wanna know more about me
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| Cuz they see me on TV, well…
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| I used to trade baseball cards back in the day
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| Camp out in the back yard back in the day
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| Cut a few trails in the woods back in the day
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| And did things that they never said I could
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| I used to make prank calls back in the day
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| Try to race my dogs back in the day
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| Play tackle football back in the day
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| And I’ll always be that kid y’all
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| 17 years old, I graduated high school as a young soul
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| But still lived at home, might as have been kicked out
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| 'Cause high school never taught me about
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| How this world is gonna step all over your face
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| And crush every dream that you try to put in place
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| They need to teach a new class
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| And call it how the real world is gonna kick your ass
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| And then maybe I coulda been more prepared
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| And aware that everyday life ain’t fair
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| 'Cause there was a time when I didn’t even know
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| And life was slow, yeah
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| I used to trade baseball cards back in the day
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| Camp out in the back yard back in the day
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| Cut a few trails in the woods back in the day
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| And did things that they never said I could
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| I used to make prank calls back in the day
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| Try to race my dogs back in the day
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| Play tackle football back in the day
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| And I’ll always be that kid y’all
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| Yeah everything’s changed
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| My life as a kid’s gone in the wind
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| And most of my friends never seen 'em again
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| And that street that I used to live on is dead
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| I still visit there and drive threw real slow
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| Thinking bout my grandma living up the road
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| Fixing me and all my friends ice cream cones
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| And nobody had a damn cell phone
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| We could do what we wanted and stay out late
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| Didn’t have to worry like kids do today
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| Used to ride my bike all over the place
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| Making noise on the spokes with styrophome plates
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| Yeah, it was all good
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| Jackson county treated me good too
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| I still press rewind in my mind
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| And go back in time when…
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| I used to trade baseball cards back in the day
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| Camp out in the back yard back in the day
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| Cut a few trails in the woods back in the day
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| And did things that they never said I could
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| I used to make prank calls back in the day
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| Try to race my dogs back in the day
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| Play tackle football back in the day
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| And I’ll always be that kid y’all |