We gonna take you up to McMary county Tennessee Back in the days when Sheriff Buford Busted around things around there Sheriff Buford Pusser Was tryin
You look kinda like Jesus In those Italian paintings You seem so familiar, maybe that's why You're accustomed to sorrow It's part of your make-up You
Out here is the country there's magic in the air. It's the middle of December there's excitement eveywhere Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned
I was raised in the shadows of an old cotton mill Back when believin' was in style Small town heaven and a big eyed boy Made sweet music for a while
Written by don cook & keith whitley Out here is the country there's magic in the air. It's the middle of december there's excitement eveywhere Everyone
He stays up at night till way after dark Feeding the dog that lives in our yard He'll put on my shoes and stumble around But together we can catch any
I was raised in the shadows of an old cotton mill Back when believin' was the style Small town heaven and a big-eyed boy Made sweet music for a while
Well, they caught you smoking grass and the judge threw the book I can see a little opportunism in your look You can take it from me, boy You can take
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