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My Way (With Brandon Young & Cypress Spring)I kick back like a shotgun waitin' on the sun to fall (Waitin' on the sun to fall)I hang out like a 12 gauge, my granddaddy kept on the wall (Granddaddy kept on the wall) See the sun don't shine on a dog's ass 'cause the sun don't shine at all (The sun don't shine at all) We do things around here my way and my way's a lot like y'all's I watch a sunset on the back porch with a whiskey drink Fire's standing high got everything but the kitchen sink I turn the news off I'm tired of hearin' all the same old Let's take it back to the times of fishin' holes and cane poles Blue ticks hot chicks in that summer heat Them afternoon storms rollin' through with a thunder beat (Blao) And granny always gave the best advice (uh huh) If I had to think twice about rollin' the dice On a road with no name sweet corn and some grain We never speed up for anyone but we'll wait on the rain God family and guns I'm livin' second to none Don't need a GPS around here we follow the sun If I say that you're livin' my way then I ain't lyin' Because I live the way that you do too, but some ain't buyin' But that's okay you know exactly who we are Tattooed and scarred we work hard and tip the mason jar I kick back like a shotgun waitin' on the sun to fall (Waitin' on the sun to fall) I hang out like a 12 gauge, my granddaddy kept on the wall (Granddaddy kept on the wall) See the sun don't shine on a dog's ass 'cause the sun don't shine at all (The sun don't shine at all) We do things around here my way and my way's a lot like y'all's We just some backwoods redneck from out in the sticks Ain't worried about the cliche hell yeah I'm a hick I was raised up southern cornbread as it gets Just some country to the bone on some outlaw shit 12 gauge and deer trails and muscadine Homemade moonshine that from my bloodline Heard my papa tell me daddy it's about that time Smash out in the Chevy cross the county line I'm just a Florida boy I was born and raised Don't give a damn what don't you think a damn what you say Kick back way back on a front porch swing Watch the sun fade away yeah that's my kinda thing Let me tell you man, this country life is hard The only way I get by is with this old guitar City life ain't for me and neither are the bars Why y'all starin' at the lights I'll be lookin' at the stars I kick back like a shotgun waitin' on the sun to fall (Waitin' on the sun to fall) I hang out like a 12 gauge, my granddaddy kept on the wall (Granddaddy kept on the wall) See the sun don't shine on a dog's ass 'cause the sun don't shine at all (The sun don't shine at all) We do things around here my way and my way's a lot like y'all's I kick back like a shotgun waitin' on the sun to fall (Waitin' on the sun to fall) I hang out like a 12 gauge, my granddaddy kept on the wall (Granddaddy kept on the wall) See the sun don't shine on a dog's ass 'cause the sun don't shine at all (The sun don't shine at all) We do things around here my way and my way's a lot like y'all's See the sun don't shine on a dog's ass 'cause the sun don't shine at all (The sun don't shine at all) We do things around here my way and my way's a lot like y'all's We do things around here my way and my way's a lot like y'all's |