Текст Michael Ray – Somewhere South

I think about blazing heat
I think about small talk
I think about the trash piling up in the back of a truck on cinder blocks
I think about lawn chairs

Somewhere south
Where when they open that smile
They smile, that long, slow drawl falls out
Where I can be me getting lost in a sea of a down home crowd
Oh, I gotta get back down, somewhere south

I think about stars and bars
I think about stubborn pride
And fighting over Fords and Chevy’s
A war damn eagle
Or a crimson tide
And I think about amazing grace
And I think about raising hell
How walking that line’s a bitch
Cause every momma’s gotta switch in the bible belt
Oh I think I need to find myself

Somewhere south
Where when they open that smile
They smile, that long, slow drawl falls out
Where I can be me getting lost in a sea of a down home crowd
Oh, I gotta get back down, somewhere south

Like kudzu on those pines my heart stays wrapped around
My roots my truth my boots, they miss their stomping grounds
Think they wanna run right now, somewhere south

I think about a pretty girl
Wearing my grandma’s ring
And I think about a baby boy
Carrying on my grandpa’s name
And I think I wanna plant that dream

Somewhere south
Somewhere south
Somewhere south