County Line

County Line - BRELAND

Bright red solo cups layin'

In the yard

Got a dog named Billy sleepin'

Underneath the car ayy

Jimmy shootin whiskey Johnny

Shootin at the stars uh

Sweet home Alabama on an

Out of tune guitar ayy

88 chevy with some

Rust on it skrrt

Who done brought bottle

With the dust on it Yeah

Cinderblocks holding up

Them whips up them whips

Uh BMX bikes with the

Grips with the grips

I went to high school with

Half of these heaters

And it's a small town ain't

Nobody leaving

Yeah it's a rough crowd but

They're my kind of people

We goin' all out we don't

Need a reason to

Turn up get down

Clock in clock out

Work hard play loud

Everybody do what they

Want all night

Too much just right

That's us that's life uh

Livin' on the county line

Ooh ooh oh

Livin' on the county line

Grandma smokin' cigarettes she

Just got out of jail uh

Grandpa got a girlfriend and he

Told me not to tell uh

Preacher on the corner saying

We all gon' go to hell

Everybody got their secrets

We don't keep 'em to ourselves

We drink our water from the tap

Blowin' the unemployment check

Don't got no shirt up on our backs

Only a cross around our necks

We don't sugar coat nothin' no

We say it with our chests

I bring home the bacon

Let mama do the rest

I went to high school with

Half of these heaters

And it's a small town ain't

Nobody leaving

Yeah it's a rough crowd but

They're my kind of people

We goin' all out we

Don't need a reason to

Turn up get down

Clock in clock out

Work hard play loud

Everybody do what

They want all night

Too much just right

That's us that's life uh

Livin' on the county line

Ooh ooh oh

Livin' on the county line

Ooh ooh oh

Livin' on the county line

We like thirty from the Kroger

And a hour from the mall

Throwin' parties in the summer

Throwin' touchdowns in the fall

If we need a little somethin

Somethin' we know who to call

We don't gotta see the world

We already seen it all

I went to high school with

Half of these heaters

And it's a small town

Ain't nobody leaving

Yeah it's a rough crowd but

They're my kind of people

We goin' all out we don't

Need a reason to

Turn up get down

Clock in clock out

Work hard play loud

Everybody do what they want all night

Too much just right

That's us that's life uh

Livin' on the county line

Ooh ooh oh

Ooh ooh oh

I got county lines small towny vibes

I got hella cousins

From the southern side

I got family ties with some scary guys

I got rowdy friends but I handle mine

I be outta trouble for the most part

Big heart if you search hard

I be out late every so often

But I'm in the pew when

The church starts