A Thousand Horses - Southernality Lyrics
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Southernality
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What Are The Lyrics For Southernality By A Thousand Horses?
Yes sir, yes ma'am talk with a drawl
Ain't much for runnin' less, we're runnin' from the law We like our ladies sweet like we like sweet tea And we know how to treat 'em, it's our southernality Laid back, way back simple southernality Flag flyin', sun shinin', red, white, blue and free Old ball cap, pair of worn out jeans Boots and a buckle that's how we lean Laid back, way back simple southernality Ain't afraid to work hard 'cause we gotta get paid Like an ice cold beer at the end of the day Mean what we say, go and carve it in stone Yeah these roots run deep down this old dirt road Laid back, way back simple southernality Flag flyin', sun shinin', red, white, blue and free Old ball cap, pair of worn out jeans Boots and a buckle that's how we lean Laid back, way back simple southernality Laid back, way back Tell 'em boys Laid back, way back Laid back, way back simple southernality Flag flyin', sun shinin', red, white, blue and free Old ball cap, pair of worn out jeans Boots and a buckle that's how we lean Laid back, way back simple southernality Flag flyin', sun shinin', red, white, blue and free Old ball cap, pair of worn out jeans Boots and a buckle that's how we lean Laid back, way back simple southernality |
Who Wrote Southernality By A Thousand Horses?
Michael Hobby, Justin Crowder, Neil D. Mason
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What's The Duration Of The Southernality By A Thousand Horses?The duration of Southernality is 2:27 minutes and seconds. |
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