| 'Round here there ain’t no sandy beach
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| No coconut drinks with a fancy name
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| You ain’t gon' see no penthouse suites
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| But I can tell you somethin' better if you ask me
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| It’s a sun-baked rope swing, fishin' in the dark
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| No bobber needed and I ain’t got no night crawlers
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| But you can crawl on me in the Stepside Z
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| And we can drive where the mud and the asphalt meets
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| Dear young gun, go soak up the sun
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| 'Til your neck turns red and your truck don’t run
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| Get those docks hotter than wood stove coals
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| With a hometown girl that you always known
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| Don’t worry about that downtown buzz
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| 'Cause the shine’s more smooth where you come from
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| No camera, no lights and not cut scenes
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| Just everlasting country
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| Everlasting country
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| What’s a five star place to a wide open space?
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| What’s an Uber driver to a loud Chevrolet?
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| What’s a downtown girl to a woman like you?
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| Eyes 90s model Ford, two-tone teal blue
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| What’s red high heels to your little bare feet?
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| I don’t want a reservation 'less it’s somewhere in the weeds
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| I don’t wish upon a time, 'cause 'these times', I’m livin' these
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| In a nowhere town in middle Tennessee
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| Dear young gun, go soak up the sun
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| 'Til your neck turns red and your truck don’t run
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| Get those docks hotter than wood stove coals
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| With a hometown girl that you always known
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| Don’t worry about that downtown buzz
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| 'Cause the shine’s more smooth where you come from
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| No camera, no lights and not cut scenes
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| Just everlasting country
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| Everlasting country
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| Dear young gun, go soak up the sun
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| 'Til your neck turns red and your truck don’t run
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| Get those docks hotter than wood stove coals
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| With a hometown girl that you always known
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| Don’t worry about that downtown buzz
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| 'Cause the shine’s more smooth where you come from
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| No camera, no lights and not cut scenes
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| Just everlasting country
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| Everlasting country |