Where I Used to Live - Tracy Lawrence

I wake up and right away I know The minute I turn on my bedroom radio The music is Lady Gaga's song There's a hissin' in my ears Something's wrong Put on some pants, turn on a little light I keep the curtains closed outside it's just too bright On my way to the bathroom I hit the wall And when I look into the mirror I see nothing at all I'm going crazy the pressure gets to me Between my shoulders on top of my body There's a great big hole a mystery There's a hole where my hole used to be In the dark I finally reach the sink I grab the faucet hold my breath and try to think The water doesn't end up on my skin And I finally start to grasp the giant mess I'm in It feels as if my body's closing down I lose my balance and my toothbrush hits the ground And I don't even recognize my face When I was young my mind was clear how I miss those days I'm going crazy the pressure gets to me Between my shoulders on top of my body There's a great big hole a mystery There's a hole where my head used to be Yeah there's a hole where my head to be On all fours I crawl back to bed I try to remember how many of those days I've had I just need sleep so I try to improvise But when your head is gone it's hard to close eyes I'm going crazy the pressure gets to me Between my shoulders on top of my body There's a great big hole a mistery There's a hole where my head used to be There's a hole where my head used to be

The things that I used to do Lord, I won't do no more The things that I used to do Lord, I won't do no more I used to sit and hold your hand, baby Cried begging you not to go I used to search all night for you, baby Lord, and my search would always end in vain I used to search all night for you, baby Lord, and my search would always end in vain But I knew all along, darling That you was hid out with your other man I'm going to send you back to your mother, darling Lord, and I'm going back to my family too I'm going to send you back to your mother, darling Lord, and I'm going back to my family too Nothing I can do to please you, baby Lord, I just can't get along with you

There's a new Walmart just down the road Across the street from Home Depot, I can't hear Dick Groombs rooster crow From the horns blowing, big wheels rolling, Traffic jams coming and going Got a discount liquor and a skateboard shop, A five day Jiffy Lube garage, A 10 acre blacktop parking lot, A bunch of wild women window shopping, A drive through bank and a Baskin Robbins Where a farm used to be as far as you can see, And those wheat rows and cylos drew wind through Bevys strait, Yeah and Old MacDonald would have a cow If he poked his head down through them clouds And saw what was growing in his field of dreams, Taking over like thistle weeds Where a farm used to be My daddy said back in 69 It was old grain trucks and combines, Crickets singing in the moonshine, In your jeans and boots, campfire songs Now it's urban jungle and lineal. Where a farm used to be as far as you can see, And those wheat rows and cylos drew wind through Bevys strait, Yeah and Old MacDonald would have a cow, If he poked his head down through them clouds And saw what was growing in his field of dreams, Takin over like thistle weeds. Where a farm used to be. Well and Old MacDonald would have a cow, If he poked his head down through them clouds And saw what was growing in his field of dreams, Takin over like thistle weeds. Where a farm used to be Where a farm used to be