Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Way Down , by - The Lacs. Song from the album Dirt Rock, in the genre КантриRelease date: 03.05.2018
Record label: Dirt Rock Empire
Song language: English
Way Down |
| People said it couldn’t be done |
| They said we was crazy |
| The Lacs |
| Dirt Rock |
| We gonna take them back down |
| One more time |
| (All the way down south) |
| Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay |
| (All the way down south) |
| Got me goin' way down, way down, way down |
| (All the way down south) |
| Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay |
| (All the way down south) |
| Got me goin' way down, way down, way down |
| I’m ridin' around in my Pinto |
| I push it like a PEZ though |
| I’m ridin' out and I’m raising hell |
| And I’m showin' out for my kinfolk |
| Ballin' on a budget |
| Country life I love it |
| Poor white trash from way in the back |
| Don’t knock it 'til you does it |
| Raised on crawfish and chitlins too |
| Don’t tell me what you finnin' to do |
| Won’t take a lot to get rid of you |
| You don’t know what you’re gettin' into |
| My boys here and they down |
| Way out from the edge of town |
| With hog knifes gettin' hog tied |
| And I bet you won’t be found |
| My three legged dog gonna check that scent |
| Fold you up like where you’ve been |
| Chain gang shit like way back when |
| Make you come back and pay that rent |
| I practice what I preach about |
| All that shit you read about |
| I live and do and I’m livin' proof |
| And that’s just what I be about |
| (All the way down south) |
| Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay |
| (All the way down south) |
| Got me goin' way down, way down, way down |
| (All the way down south) |
| Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay |
| (All the way down south) |
| Got me goin' way down, way down, way down |
| Now ride to the creek, whole in a cup |
| Tackle worm tree, try my luck |
| Set my hook deep and reset |
| Zebco reel, keep it redneck |
| Just a little jib when I shot that shotgun |
| Ran to the house like «Mamma I got one» |
| Nottin' but a buttin' buck in a rut |
| Rack don’t grow doe don’t |
| What the hell you doin' drinkin' all the money |
| When the money is comin' the fans go from me |
| Well you know better that’s how you was raised |
| Seem like we young but taught the old ways |
| Pickin' the bone you gotta say it to their face |
| Boy come from behind that Facebook page |
| Control alt delete wait |
| Is it just me or do all these boys seem fake |
| Hell take a little time when you write down rhymes |
| Hell have a little pride not just freestyle |
| When the fans get tired and hit rewind |
| See why, ain’t no sales, boys done decline |
| Keep in mind you gotta stick to your roots |
| Any wayL Rooster that just won’t do |
| Too damn cold in the north, weary out west |
| Peachy in the east, but I do believe that |
| (All the way down south) |
| Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay |
| (All the way down south) |
| Got me goin' way down, way down, way down |
| (All the way down south) |
| Down at the bottom of the map where them country folks always stay |
| (All the way down south) |
| Got me goin' way down, way down, way down |
| (All the way down south) |