I Dream in Southern

  • 專輯:I Dream in Southern
  • 發行:2019-12-06
  • 演唱:Kaleb Lee
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作詞:Brandy Clark, Josh Osborne & Shane McAnally 作曲:Brandy Clark, Josh Osborne & Shane McAnally

Some people dream of what they may be
Where they may go, what they may see
Just down the road around the bend
Oh, but me, I dream of where I've already been
I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords
Boxe fans, back porch
Cotton growin' up to your knees
I dream in Mississipi moon
Past Mason Jars Fireflies
William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans
The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee
If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep
I dream in the Church pews
Ain't you never 'round, oh no
I dream in Southern
I've hung my hat in so many places
I've seen the beauty in so many faces that don't feel like home
But that's alright
'Cause every time I close my eyes
I dream in blue bell, ice cream
Momma calling through the screen
Someone's almost ready to hit
I dream in football, Graceland
Barbecue in Alabama sand slippin' under my feet
If I can spend my time in sweet Carolina
Don't take too long 'for Georgia's back on my mind
I dream in symphonies of trains and crickets
Where it's always Christmas for summer (Yeah, Yeah)
I dream in Southern
They say you can't go back
But I can always come back
I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords
Boxe fans, back porch
Cotton growin' up to your knees
I dream in Mississipi moon
Past Mason Jars Fireflies
William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans
The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee
If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep
I dream in the Church pews
Ain't you never 'round, oh no
I dream in Southern
Oh yeah
I dream in Southern


      • 專輯:I Dream in Southern
      • 發行:2019-12-06
      • 演唱:Kaleb Lee
      字型
      作詞:Brandy Clark, Josh Osborne & Shane McAnally 作曲:Brandy Clark, Josh Osborne & Shane McAnally

      Some people dream of what they may be
      Where they may go, what they may see
      Just down the road around the bend
      Oh, but me, I dream of where I've already been
      I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords
      Boxe fans, back porch
      Cotton growin' up to your knees
      I dream in Mississipi moon
      Past Mason Jars Fireflies
      William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans
      The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee
      If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep
      I dream in the Church pews
      Ain't you never 'round, oh no
      I dream in Southern
      I've hung my hat in so many places
      I've seen the beauty in so many faces that don't feel like home
      But that's alright
      'Cause every time I close my eyes
      I dream in blue bell, ice cream
      Momma calling through the screen
      Someone's almost ready to hit
      I dream in football, Graceland
      Barbecue in Alabama sand slippin' under my feet
      If I can spend my time in sweet Carolina
      Don't take too long 'for Georgia's back on my mind
      I dream in symphonies of trains and crickets
      Where it's always Christmas for summer (Yeah, Yeah)
      I dream in Southern
      They say you can't go back
      But I can always come back
      I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords
      Boxe fans, back porch
      Cotton growin' up to your knees
      I dream in Mississipi moon
      Past Mason Jars Fireflies
      William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans
      The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee
      If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep
      I dream in the Church pews
      Ain't you never 'round, oh no
      I dream in Southern
      Oh yeah
      I dream in Southern

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