paroles de chanson Liberty - Sam Hunt

Life is but a dream, psilocybin in the spring
May the foggy water roll, the Book of Revelation sing
Had a dream that I was eight years older
Burying the dog with my eight-year-old
We were looking for arrowheads where the creeks meet
Blue skies on a nice day
He said, "Look, daddy, it's a bald eagle"
I said, "Nah, buddy, that's an osprey"

Your mama's calling, I bet supper is ready
Probably oughta start turning 'round
What'd I just get finished telling you, boy?
Keep that barrel pointed at the ground
Make sure nothing's in it
Go hop in the truck, I'll be there in a minute

Baby, give me liberty or give me death
40 hours and a day of rest
Autumn leaves on these county roads
Grab a hand, y'all, bow your heads
Bunch of kids, little fertile ground
Raise 'em up right, pass it down
Fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men
Fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men

Swing by the market, we call it the mall
Chair on the porch, plow on the wall
Neighbors cashin' out, selling the farm
Fadin' like a flag on a barn
Old church, holy ground
Tore us up when they tore it down
Some days, sitting up here on this ridge
I can see the whole town

County paved over Riverchase
First time I ever kissed her face
Thank God she's still by my side
Been a long year and hot July, goodness
Yeah, I guess I always knew I'd end up in this
Sleepy little town

Give me liberty or give me death
40 hours and a day of rest
Autumn leaves on these county roads
Grab a hand, y'all, bow your heads
Bunch of kids, little fertile ground
Raise 'em up right, pass it down
Fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men
Fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men

The souls of men who fought and died
If they rise again and they come for us
Wrong or right, in God we trust
At dawn, we'll ride

Give me liberty or give me death
40 hours and a day of rest
Autumn leaves on these county roads
Grab a hand, y'all, bow your heads
Bunch of kids, little fertile ground
Raise 'em up right, pass it down
Fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men
Fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men

Yeah, fences keep the cattle in
But they can't hold the souls of men
The souls of men
The souls of men