County Time - Babyfxce E

Oh, pour me up a drink, there's a bottle and a seat I'm only halfway to crazy by now We're past that breaking point, past that road of choice And there ain't nothin' left in this town I thought by now I'd've figured shit out You and me, we got some bad reputations We dance 'round like thieves in the night I bet your halo could use some reconsideration But it's the only thing that makes this all right Heaven knows time ain't slowin' down Yeah, we still kick around Our same ol' stomping grounds And life, it'll pass you by As you drink all through the night Under a Houston County sky So roll me up a smoke, I'll take a toke for hope I'm only halfway to 80 by now You was a Peanut Queen, I was 17 and mean You wanted so bad to leave this town Ain't it funny how it all works out Ain't nothin' left but making love and raising babies There ain't nothing wrong with the simple life Hey darling, I love you, but the smoke is gettin' hazy Maybe we should just get drunk and fight Down at The Gin on a Saturday night Heaven knows time ain't slowin' down Yeah, we still kick around Our same ol' stomping grounds And life, it'll pass you by As you drink all through the night Under a Houston County sky Heaven knows time ain't slowin' down Yeah, we still kick around Our same ol' stomping grounds And life, it'll pass you by As you drink all through the night Under a Houston County sky A Houston County sky A Houston County sky

It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone And at the grave his woman cries and she moans 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones The six children he raised are all weepin' For this soft-spoken mountain man Who fed them with the money He earned in those black mines And the food he could raise with his hands It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone And at the grave his woman cries and she moans 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom Or the honest and simple things he did There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today That know about the humble way he lived It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone And at the grave his woman cries and she moans 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones Instrumental Now this house in the holler stands empty Though his presence in my memory is plain You know that I'd swear that I just saw him walkin' up that hill I guess this place just won't never be the same It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone And at the grave his woman cries and she moans 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones...

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