Justin McBride - That Was Us Lyrics
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That Was Us
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What Are The Lyrics For That Was Us By Justin McBride?
Twenty dollars out of momma's purse
Bought us a tank of gas some Redman tobacco When we were just teenage kids Me and my old buddy Johnny we'd go riding around If there was trouble to be found But man we dang sure did Cutting donuts in the fields 'Till old man Smith would call the cops He'd come running out with a shotgun 'Cause we were running down his crops And I reckon he's still wondering who that was Well that was us Now some of these local boys moved on But we never changed a bit Don't guess we had enough sense Least that's what folks said, Then we finally turned old enough to buy our own beer Don't remember much about that year But lucky we ain't dead 'Cause somebody said they saw some boys with a truck looked just like mine Tryin' to pull down that old water tank Sits out by the county line And people wonder why it leans the way it does Well that was us Seems like small towns never change But things get tough when times get hard And they said when he got sick That old man Smith would have lost that farm 'Cause he was gettin' way behind on all his bills 'Till someone came and brought his crops in from the fields Yeah, folks round here still don't know who that was But that was us Yeah that was us Come out with a shotgun cause we were running down his crops That was us Somebody says they saw boys with a truck looked just like mine That was us Tryin' to pull down that old water tank sits out on the county line That was us |
Who Wrote That Was Us By Justin McBride?
Tony Lane, Craig Wiseman
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What's The Duration Of The That Was Us By Justin McBride?The duration of That Was Us is 3:18 minutes and seconds. |
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