Текст песни Somewhere South - Michael Ray

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
Watermelon on a paper plate
I think about tea in a pitcher on a porch that′s drowning in sugar cane
Oh, I think I need to catch a plane
Somewhere South
Where they open that smile, they smile that long so jaw falls out
And where I can be me and get lost in the 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 fightin' over Fords and Chevys
A war, a damn eagle, or a crimson tide
I think about amazing grace
I think about raising hell
And walking that lines a bitch cuz ever mama has a switch in the Bible Belt
Oh, I think I need to find myself
Somewhere South
Where they open that smile, they smile that long so jaw falls out
And where I can be me and get lost in the 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 they′re 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