tim mcgraw-where the green grass grows
2004-05-18, 5:12 p.m.

x lanes, tail lights

Red ants marchiní into the night

They disappear to the left and right again

Another supper

From a sack

A 99 cent heart attak

I got a poundiní head and an achiní back

And the camels standiní in a big straw stack

Chorus:

Iím gonna live where the green grass grows

Watch my corn pop up in rows

Every night be tucked in close to you

Raise our kids where the good lordís blessed

Point our rockiní chairs towards the west

And plant our dreams where the peaceful river cools

Where the green grass grows

Well Iím from

A map dot

A stop sign on a blacktop

I caught the first bus that I could hop from there

But all oí this glitter is gettiní dark

Thereís concreate glowiní in the city park

I donít know who my neighbors are

And thereís bars on the corner and bars on my heart

-

-

-

yes. i know it's country. and if you say a thing about it i'll kick you in the fucking head.

life - death


navigation
current
archives
profile

contact
email
gbook
notes

credit
host
image
design