Carolina Can Songtext
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It was layin pennies on a rail and
sneakin out to chew a red man,
it was a friday night win followed my saturday brews. It was the first blue ribbon my dad and I drank, baptized down glenville lake and a tear in her eyes the night we lost all we had to lose.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
It was faded blue denim on franklin street
a he'snot buzz a house band beat it was a summer heat draggin me to a fifth year fall. It was classes skipped cause a room couldn't teach what we learned three days on wrightsville beach with my high school love short hair and that sweet hometown southern drawl.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
Two time zones ten states away,
another night another show to play,
well hey Mr. Taylor she ain't only on your mind.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
(Thanks to Matt Ellwood for these lyrics)
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
sneakin out to chew a red man,
it was a friday night win followed my saturday brews. It was the first blue ribbon my dad and I drank, baptized down glenville lake and a tear in her eyes the night we lost all we had to lose.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
It was faded blue denim on franklin street
a he'snot buzz a house band beat it was a summer heat draggin me to a fifth year fall. It was classes skipped cause a room couldn't teach what we learned three days on wrightsville beach with my high school love short hair and that sweet hometown southern drawl.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
Two time zones ten states away,
another night another show to play,
well hey Mr. Taylor she ain't only on your mind.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
(Thanks to Matt Ellwood for these lyrics)
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