Lee Kernaghan - Western World Lyrics
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Western World
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What Are The Lyrics For Western World By Lee Kernaghan?
Your world is open plains, and the sounds of horses' hooves, its campfires through
And embers and raining on tin roofs. Your world is sealed with moon beams, beneath the starry sky, and all I wanna do is Be with you tonight. I wanna feel your world around me, and breathe in every sight, and ride with you Beneath the summer sky, I wanna feel your world surround me if it's the only thing I Do. I wanna break into your western world. Your world is distant thunder, and wildflowers after rain, it's desolate and beautiful, its laughter and its pain. But your world is keep your distance, should someone break your heart, And all I wanna do, is take you in my arms. I wanna feel your world around me, and breathe in every sight, and ride with you Beneath the summer sky, I wanna feel your world surround me if it's the only thing I Do. I wanna break into your western world. I wanna feel you around me, and breathe in your sight, and lie with you, beneath the summer sky, As long as these plains go on forever ill be loving you I wanna break into, your western world. Wanna break into you world, and be with you tonight, I wanna take you in my arms, beneath the summer sky. Your western world In your western world. |
Who Wrote Western World By Lee Kernaghan?
Garth Ivan Richard Porter, Lee Raymond Kernaghan
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What's The Duration Of The Western World By Lee Kernaghan?The duration of Western World is 3:53 minutes and seconds. |
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