This is a song I wrote about the differences between me and some of my city friends who don't like country music. Enjoy and feel free to comment! DRIVE BY Verse 1 I've got a buddy in the city Never heard of Garth or Willy And he listens to his city slicker stuff All his friends like rap and Gap And never worn a cowboy hat And thinks low ridin' pants will make you tough He talks of misery and crime That seem to happen all the time That all sounds way too dangerous for me I love the laid back country life That's free of misery and strife And there's nowhere else I'd rather be Chorus And looking at the farms and the open plains The daisy covered fields after summer rain The smell of the fresh air on the breeze The sound of the wind through the whispering trees The feel of the dirt road under my Ford It makes me grateful to the great Lord The countries got its arm stretched open wide That's my kind of drive by Verse 2 So take your clubs and city ways You're fruity drinks and cream lattés I'll take my beer and coffee every time Take your techno and your beats Your foreign cars and cold concrete I'll take my truck on dirt roads for a ride Give me farms and little towns Where all my friends are gathered round A cookout fire with beat up old guitars We're singin' songs of fields and dreams Rodeos and cowboy scenes Southern girls and life 'bout where we are CHORUS
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Thursday, 7 March 2013
Driveby-- Dan Keeley Original
Driveby-- Dan Keeley Original Tube. Duration : 3.35 Mins.
This is a song I wrote about the differences between me and some of my city friends who don't like country music. Enjoy and feel free to comment! DRIVE BY Verse 1 I've got a buddy in the city Never heard of Garth or Willy And he listens to his city slicker stuff All his friends like rap and Gap And never worn a cowboy hat And thinks low ridin' pants will make you tough He talks of misery and crime That seem to happen all the time That all sounds way too dangerous for me I love the laid back country life That's free of misery and strife And there's nowhere else I'd rather be Chorus And looking at the farms and the open plains The daisy covered fields after summer rain The smell of the fresh air on the breeze The sound of the wind through the whispering trees The feel of the dirt road under my Ford It makes me grateful to the great Lord The countries got its arm stretched open wide That's my kind of drive by Verse 2 So take your clubs and city ways You're fruity drinks and cream lattés I'll take my beer and coffee every time Take your techno and your beats Your foreign cars and cold concrete I'll take my truck on dirt roads for a ride Give me farms and little towns Where all my friends are gathered round A cookout fire with beat up old guitars We're singin' songs of fields and dreams Rodeos and cowboy scenes Southern girls and life 'bout where we are CHORUS
This is a song I wrote about the differences between me and some of my city friends who don't like country music. Enjoy and feel free to comment! DRIVE BY Verse 1 I've got a buddy in the city Never heard of Garth or Willy And he listens to his city slicker stuff All his friends like rap and Gap And never worn a cowboy hat And thinks low ridin' pants will make you tough He talks of misery and crime That seem to happen all the time That all sounds way too dangerous for me I love the laid back country life That's free of misery and strife And there's nowhere else I'd rather be Chorus And looking at the farms and the open plains The daisy covered fields after summer rain The smell of the fresh air on the breeze The sound of the wind through the whispering trees The feel of the dirt road under my Ford It makes me grateful to the great Lord The countries got its arm stretched open wide That's my kind of drive by Verse 2 So take your clubs and city ways You're fruity drinks and cream lattés I'll take my beer and coffee every time Take your techno and your beats Your foreign cars and cold concrete I'll take my truck on dirt roads for a ride Give me farms and little towns Where all my friends are gathered round A cookout fire with beat up old guitars We're singin' songs of fields and dreams Rodeos and cowboy scenes Southern girls and life 'bout where we are CHORUS
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