clouds rolling by
way up high
sometimes i wonder
if you're
Where I come from in Kentucky
There was an old gray
Shotguns, halter tops
A Firebird from a chop shop
A six pack
There's one thing that I've learned in this life
The only
I have days where I hate my job
This little town
It tore me up to sign them papers that set
Here we are reunion night, class of 1985
Guess we've done
His old man was a rebel yeller
Bad boy to the
Bumper stickers on a Suburu
Save the whales and no more
His old man was a rebel yeller
Bad boy to the
I heard it through the grapevine
My new neighbor don't like
I hear you're smiling, been looking good
Nothing but blue skies
