down home.

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around here,

the weekends are spent outdoors.

the sun shines bright,

the fields are planted with crops,

& the roads are made of clay.

we drive 4x4 trucks,

sunglasses dangle from our necks,

we let our hair blow in the wind,

& a Sunday drive is with the windows down

and the radio up.

nothing beats a good, country song.

the sky is blue,
the clouds are white,
pine trees are abundant,
rain is scarce,
& the bugs are plentiful.

"Down home where they know you by name and treat you like family.

Down home a man's good word and a handshake are all you need.

Folks know if they're fallin on hard times they can fall back on..

Those of us raised up down home." {Get the full lyrics, here.}