King of the Pines (feat. Upchurch) - Tommy Chayne

In the middle of the night I won't call your phone In the middle of the night (In the middle of the night) One man mötley crüe with these girls, girls, girls Ain't my fault they string me 'long like some pearls, pearls, pearls And my heart too big I wanna love, love, love But I end up hating me even more, more, more Then I end up downtown in a twin turbo horse Revving up my engine at some Broadway girls And say you wanna skirt some curves I'm local to all gas and the heartbreak hurts I ain't gonna call your phone in the middle of the night Needing conversation like it's some kinda light I ain't gonna think about you with another man Dancing downtown to some replay jams nah baby I ain't gonna trip cause I only wear boots Save the cowboy hats for the tourists getting loose Don't worry 'bout me messing with your weekend life Cause I won't call your phone in the middle of the night In the middle of the night I won't call your phone In the middle of the night (In the middle of the night) I'm a backwoods bandit some don't understand it I'm a star because the stars are truck bed and a blanket Ladies love me cause my accent and I'm crazy They go out in skirts I offer outskirts and danger Hard born rang of thing I'm no stranger Cruising through music city with one in the chamber Too wild to tame too lone to stray Living too fast to be anybody's second place I ain't gonna call your phone in the middle of the night Needing conversation like it's some kinda light I ain't gonna think about you with another man Dancing downtown to some replay jams nah baby I ain't gonna trip cause I only wear boots Save the cowboy hats for the tourists getting loose Don't worry 'bout me messing with your weekend life Cause I won't call your phone in the middle of the night Don't try to call my phone in the middle of the night If I ain't with you in the morning don't hit me when the moon's bright I've been riding around the city in my mustang Thinking 'bout how you and me could be a thing I couldn't hear you over my exhaust when you called The shit you put me through I don't think we can resolve I ain't no Broadway girl baby yeah don't get that shit twisted I keep a nine on my hip in case these bitches start tripping I ain't gonna call your phone in the middle of the night Needing conversation like it's some kinda light I ain't gonna think about you with another man Dancing downtown to some replay jams nah baby I ain't gonna trip cause I only wear boots Save the cowboy hats for the tourists getting loose Don't worry 'bout me messing with your weekend life Cause I won't call your phone in the middle of the night In the middle of the night I won't call your phone In the middle of the night

Yeah, I'm the son of the south, blood crimson red (yeah) Blue jeans faded with the grease-stained hands (yeah) Scars on my knuckles and that's still who I am (yeah) Don't come over here disrespectin' my homeland My homeland, yeah Yeah, when the shit goes down I'll be somewhere with a 100,000 gun shot rounds With a railroad car covered up in the ground With a barbed wire fence wrapped all the way around my house Four-wheelers, dirt bikes, 80 model high rise Snipers spittin' beech nut from a hilltop rise Yeah, motherfucker, everybody's on my team Bikers, OG's, Klan members and the police And everybody's still figurin' out what's on the news And they do this shit on purpose who ain't even got a clue White lives, black lives, and the blue matter too So point your gun across the sea and let's just stand as a group 'Cause they got people tryna kill us 'cause our fuckin' beliefs And towelheads in the subway with a bomb in their briefs So let's cut the bullshit and stand for all our people And cut some motherfuckin' throats, let them bleed 'til we're equal I'm the son of the south, blood crimson red Blue jeans faded with the grease-stained hands Scars on my knuckles and that's still who I am Don't come over here disrespectin' my homeland My homeland, yeah Thunder bar runnin', I'm the man behind the curtain Got a fuck you, I don't even know you attitude for certain I'm just tryna find my purpose while the vultures fly around my head Tellin' me the things I can do to darn prove myself Friends fallin' off of the face of the Earth 'Cause they don't know how to act that I made myself somethin' I'm unity bustin' southern motherfucker for real And I live by the home flag, die by the steel Gunpowder and kerosene, grenades and pride And if you tryna harm my country then you in for a ride And we don't bury you bitches, we just throw you up in the fire That's the smell of sweet freedom, USA 'til I die I'm the son of the south, blood crimson red Blue jeans faded with the grease-stained hands Scars on my knuckles and that's still who I am Don't come over here disrespectin' my homeland My homeland, yeah My homeland, my homeland, my homeland (Yeah, my homeland, yeah, my homeland) My homeland (Yeah, my homeland, yeah, my homeland) I'm the son of the south, blood crimson red Blue jeans faded with the grease-stained hands Scars on my knuckles and that's still who I am Don't come over here disrespectin' my homeland (Yeah, my homeland) My homeland

Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio And the night so young as we are right now Sittin' frozen in time on the edge of town The water tower says the same thing John Deere Green with the same names A little faded but it still looks good In my neck of the woods, neck of the woods My neck of the woods (My neck of the woods) In my neck of the woods There's stop signs that I ran through like Richard Petty at Daytona Black marks where I slammed the brakes Where that blacktop first had meat on it Doing 75 in a 35 with a spray painted three off on the side Jammin' out to that cassette tape, yellin' "Country boys, we can survive" We all wanted to be Duke boys, lookin' for a Jeep with Daisy in it Barefoot bandit since day one, plenty underpasses with a past in it Them rope swings ain't been used in ten years and that's no lie But that swimmin' hole still look ice cold And this place ain't aged a day in time Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio And the night so young as we are right now Sittin' frozen in time on the edge of town The water tower says the same thing John Deere Green with the same names A little faded but it still looks good In my neck of the woods, neck of the woods My neck of the woods (My neck of the woods) In my neck of the woods If I die, you can see the artwork On my skin that tells the life I lived See the marks I left through all these songs I wrote when I'sa kid And look back at the pictures of These sold out shows across the States When I put these boots up, yeah I've danced across a couple dusty stages And I look back at the town and play a record from like 30 back Play Rollin' Stoned a couple times and still roll up a joint so fat I'll be rockin' and rollin' in a rocking chair made of wood Lookin' at the water tower road with the hill right by the sun come Dually kickin' up dust on a one lane road Joe Diffie tunes hummin' out the radio And the night so young as we are right now Sittin' frozen in time on the edge of town The water tower says the same thing John Deere Green with the same names A little faded but it still looks good In my neck of the woods, neck of the woods My neck of the woods (My neck of the woods) In my neck of the woods My neck of the woods, my end of the road That football field that we practiced on Had that parkin' lot hoppin' on a Friday night at Sonic 'Til the neon lights were down and a field party started In my neck of the woods In my neck of the woods In my neck of the woods My neck of the woods (My neck of the woods)

This side of town, this side of town This side of town, this side of town This side of town We slow it down a little and take it here to kill it These stompin' grounds Is where I grew up, everybody knew us Some people call it heaven, some people call it hell I guess it's what you make it, feels like I'm doin' well Most of us end up stuck, some get it out the mud Fake it or make it, baby, might even break it 'cause This side of town We like to turn it up, we like to get loud These stompin' grounds That we were raised on, that's where we came from It's a map dot town, it's them fields of gold It's that first pump shotgun in that hand you hold It's some moonshine with a bonfire that we're burnin' down Just hop in, girl, and let me show you 'round This side of town, this side of town Everybody knows what's on this side of town This side of town, this side of town Everybody knows what's on this side of town This side of town Sky pink, river brown These roads, my crown And I run 'em in somethin' muscle like a bat outta hell Flames shootin' out the pipes like a freight train at night And we ain't rollin' home 'til the gaslight is bright 'Til that shotgun rider's passed out and tired And these back truck tires are showin' every damn wire This side of town We like to turn it up, we like to get wild These stompin' grounds That we were raised on, that's where we came from It's a map dot town, it's them fields of gold It's that first pump shotgun in that hand you hold It's some moonshine with a bonfire that we're burnin' down Just hop in, girl, and let me show you 'round This side of town, this side of town This side of town, this side of town This side of town We like to turn it up, we like to get loud These stompin' grounds That we were raised on, that's where we came from It's a map dot town, it's them fields of gold It's that first pump shotgun in that hand you hold It's some moonshine with a bonfire that we're burnin' down Just hop in, girl, and let me show you 'round This side of town, this side of town 'Cause everybody knows what's on this side of town This side of town, this side of town 'Cause everybody knows what's on this side of town

When the sun goes down you know where I'll be With a case of good time and some John Deere green Kickin' sparks to the sky, I'm in my zone Every night sprayin' on that campfire cologne A campfire cologne Yeah, you know I'm not alone A campfire cologne That aroma on my clothes takes me back farther back y'all We'd build ourselves a pile and light up a bonfire We'd have the best times and never even try Good friends made good company we'd blast every time We'd blaze it up and let it burn high Dance around the flames Joke on one another, callin' each other names We never took it personal, we was brothers and best friends Just livin' in the moment, felt like it'd never end We did some good smokin', a good bit of day drinkin' Thinkin' up lies to tell and hell the river rope swingin' I lost track of some of y'all but now you're on my mind And this smell on my shirt makes me think about the good times When the sun goes down, you know where I'll be With a case of good time and some John Deere green Kickin' sparks to the sky, I'm in my zone Every night sprayin' on that campfire cologne A campfire cologne Yeah, you know I'm not alone A campfire cologne Man, that smell on my clothes brings back the good times We were all raising hell, I'd sing songs and make rhymes And nobody was listenin', then it was just y'all On highway 18, in the yard playin' ball With no flags, no tags strictly tackle Then we'd crank a flame Crack a bottle and laugh like nothin' happened The smell from the pine tree Needles, and cones, is like a time machine When it was just David Jones We didn't have to be responsible and pay no bills Wasn't thinkin' 'bout raisin' babies, negotiating deals And even though I'm grateful now, I'll never forget The way we grew through the smell of the flames It makes me reminisce When the sun goes down, you know where I'll be With a case of good time and some John Deere green Kickin' sparks to the sky, I'm in my zone Every night sprayin' on that campfire cologne A campfire cologne Yeah, you know I'm not alone A campfire cologne Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die Just light it up, light it up and let it burn high Live your life the way you want to like you'll never die