It’s that elm shade red rust clay you grew up on, That plowed-up - TopicsExpress



          

It’s that elm shade red rust clay you grew up on, That plowed-up ground that your dad damned his luck on, That post-game party field you circle up on, And when it rains you get stuck on, Drift a cloud back behind county roads that you run up, The mud on her jeans that she peeled off and hung up, Her blue-eyed summertime smile looks so good that it hurts, Makes you wanna build a ten percent down white picket fence house on this dirt. #FloridaGeorgiaLine
Posted on: Tue, 29 Jul 2014 19:25:52 +0000

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