Kenny's Old Place - Buck and the Outbreak

It's been ten long years since I left my home In the holler where I was born Where the cool fall night makes the wood smoke rise And a fox hunter blows his horn. I fell in love with a girl from the town I thought that she could be true I ran away to Charlottesville And worked in a sawmill too. What have they done to the old home place, Why did they tear it down And why did I leave the plow in the field And look for a job in the town. Well the girl ran off with somebody else The sheriff took all my pay And here I stand where the old home stood Before they took it away. Now the geese fly south and the cold wind moans, I stand alone and hang my head. I've lost my love, I've lost my home And now I wish I was dead. What have they done to the old home place, Why did they tear it down. And why did I leave the plow in the field And look for a job in the town.

I used to stay up on the off chance that you might call me back I used to go shopping for pain go through pictures it's all I had I'd sift through our memories and live there even when I wasn't sad I used to, I used to, but now I don't do that You used to be able to dictate each feeling inside my head Drag me through every trauma over and over again 'Cause if I was crazy then I'd still be yours I'd always come back You used to be able to, now you don't do that What used to hurt doesn't hurt anymore What used to work doesn't work anymore And that's just true it's not even brave Can't be a new person in an old place I used to take all of your shit and carry it on my back I'd leave what I needed behind to make room for whatever you had I believed that I had to be strong just for you, so you wouldn't crack I used to, I used to, but now I don't do that What used to hurt doesn't hurt anymore What used to work doesn't work anymore And that's just true it's not even brave Can't be a new person in an old place I used to, but now I don't do that What used to hurt doesn't hurt anymore What used to work doesn't work anymore And that's just true it's not even brave Can't be a new person in an old place I knew it would happen I just had to wait Can't be a new person in an old place Can't be a new person in an old place Can't be a new person in an old place

Ion have the money for this beat Shii I ain't have the money for this beat Usually that's why I make my own But PAT vibe so strong Imma call mom for a loan Wrote the hook for this song With the Civic in one arm No harm came about Thank the Orisa Got me kickin shii like FIFA Eating good now Cut out that chorizo Still Working towards peace though Still Spending too much Still smoking on weed though Gave up on WE though Focused on me bro Now I sit back And observe how we grow You see bro We gotta free the optimus Peering out my occulus I was dreaming bout this life I didn't have a pot to piss I'm popping bitch And my mother likes my music So Imma keep cooking shii To make you motherfuckers lose it! I ain't have the money for this beat Nah I ain't have the money for this beat (I ain't have the bread) Usually thats why I make my own But PAT vibe so strong I called moms for a loan Wrote the hook to this song With my Civic in one arm No harm came about Thank the Orisa Got me kickin shii like FIFA Doing what we should now Just wait you'll see bro Got some dope shii might not come out for a year or two Got some dope shii that'll Put the fucking fear in you I'm just speaking the truth Ion know where they steering you I ain't have the money for this beat But I found it dude Rarely have the fees for the trees But I find em too Truthfully I gotta stop getting tickets foo They taxing up my check before it reach Who it's destined to I did it to myself Let me confess to you I needed to slow down I was driving reckless But I still won't fit it to disappear Like Tetris Check this You set in your ways I'm changing my set list Still hang with the SHEESH gang Like I was from the set shii Reckless Wilding for respect and a neckless Prolly had your biddy somewhere on my checklist Disrespect shii But you either get right or get left kid Up at 3 in the morning because I know I'm next bitch! I ain't have the money for this beat Nah I ain't have the money for this beat (I ain't have the bread) Usually thats why I make my own But PAT vibe so strong I called moms for a loan Wrote the hook to this song With my Civic in one arm No harm came about Thank the Orisa Got me kickin shii like FIFA Doing what we should now Just wait you'll see bro