Lirik Lagu My Carolina Lee Brice
Ten Years Ago I Had To Fly
Been Living My Dream Trying To Stay Alive
I Missed My Buddies, I Miss My Home
Yea I Do
I Ain't Seen My Momma In Way Too Long
Give Me Skinny Cane Pole And A Hot Bream Bed
Catch Me A Little Blue Gill And A Big Flat Head Now
Some Fresh Boiled Peanuts And Shrimp And Grits, Mmm
Some Jack In A Barrel And A Hog In The Pit Now
Need Some Hard Red Clay And A Soft Sand Hill
Some Black Water Healing Some Time To Kill
I'm Doing Pretty Good Man But I Ain't Lying
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To My Carolina, Yeah
Give Me Some Beagles Barking Down In A Hole
Running A Cotton Till Soothing My Soul
I Need A Live Oak Tree And A Soy Bean Field
I Wish I Could Take It Like A Pill
Need Some Hard Red Clay And A Soft Sand Hill
Some Black Water Healing Some Time To Kill
I'm Doing Pretty Good Man But I Ain't Lying
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To My Carolina, Yeah!
I Need Some Dirty Smoke And A Jar Of Shine
Burn My Tongue And Ease My Mind
I Need Some Hard Red Clay And A Soft Sand Hill
Some Black Water Healing Some Time To Kill
I'm Doing Pretty Good Man But I Ain't Lying
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To My Carolina
Ten Years Ago I Had To Fly
I've Been Living My Dream Trying To Stay Alive
Been Living My Dream Trying To Stay Alive
I Missed My Buddies, I Miss My Home
Yea I Do
I Ain't Seen My Momma In Way Too Long
Give Me Skinny Cane Pole And A Hot Bream Bed
Catch Me A Little Blue Gill And A Big Flat Head Now
Some Fresh Boiled Peanuts And Shrimp And Grits, Mmm
Some Jack In A Barrel And A Hog In The Pit Now
Need Some Hard Red Clay And A Soft Sand Hill
Some Black Water Healing Some Time To Kill
I'm Doing Pretty Good Man But I Ain't Lying
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To My Carolina, Yeah
Give Me Some Beagles Barking Down In A Hole
Running A Cotton Till Soothing My Soul
I Need A Live Oak Tree And A Soy Bean Field
I Wish I Could Take It Like A Pill
Need Some Hard Red Clay And A Soft Sand Hill
Some Black Water Healing Some Time To Kill
I'm Doing Pretty Good Man But I Ain't Lying
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To My Carolina, Yeah!
I Need Some Dirty Smoke And A Jar Of Shine
Burn My Tongue And Ease My Mind
I Need Some Hard Red Clay And A Soft Sand Hill
Some Black Water Healing Some Time To Kill
I'm Doing Pretty Good Man But I Ain't Lying
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To
I'm Just Trying To Get Back To My Carolina
Ten Years Ago I Had To Fly
I've Been Living My Dream Trying To Stay Alive
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