Tall Grass Songtext
von The Lacs feat. Matt Stillwell
Tall Grass Songtext
(We were walkin′ through the tall grass)
(Heading down to the swimmin' hole)
(These beers ain′t gonna last)
(Though we're always needin' more)
(Just lookin′ for a good time)
(Laid back and livin′ slow)
(Everybody is feelin' fine)
(Watchin′ that sun get low)
I watch the sun fade out in that big red sky
I'm just creek bank chillin′, it's the time of my life
Navigatin′ through the tall grass, swimmin' and fishin'
With the cane poles, bobber′s and a bucket of crickets
Later up on the gator slide sippin′ that wine
And catchin' all the white perches hittin′ the line
I gotta get a mess for later on in the night
'Cause fish and grits is the shit when It′s cooked just right
I got Mr. Smith's daughter hangin′ on to my arm
We're just some country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm
And the bright summer sun couldn′t get no hotter
So the shirts come off and we jump in the water
I love goin′ to a place that everybody goes
And livin' in a town that everybody knows
Lets take it slow and just see where it goes
I love livin′ my life where the tall grass grows
(We were walkin' through the tall grass)
(Headin′ down to the swimmin' hole)
(And these beers ain′t gonna last)
(Though we're always needin' more)
(Just lookin′ for a good time)
(Laid back and livn′ slow)
(Everybody's feelin′ fine)
(Watchin' that sun get low)
Oh, that bright sun shinin′ up on some tanned up leg's
Old grilled up sausage on a piece of white bread
It don′t get much better for some folks like us
And ain't no weather goin' to stop my buzz
And them young-in′s on four wheelers stirrin′ up dust
Billy's hidin′ in his truck tryin' to roll one up
Just a few good things in my life that I love
Just a few good thing′s, it's in my blood
If I ever die young don′t cry for me
'Cause if my spirit lives on, you'll know where I′ll be
There ain′t any woods out there that ain't been found
Ripped everything but pines up out of the ground
Why, me and my friends take time real slow
Drop it down in "four low" and let it sooth my soul
And if we do get stuck in a big mud hole
We′ll sit right there and watch the sun get low
(We were walkin' through the tall grass)
(Headin′ down to the swimmin' hole)
(And these beers ain′t gonna last)
(Though we're always needin' more)
(Just lookin′ for a good time), (lookin′ for a good time)
(Laid back and livn' slow), (livin′ slow)
(Everybody's feeling fine), (thats why I′m feelin' fine)
(Watchin′ that sun get low)
(Oh-oh-ho, watchin' that sun get low-oh-ho)
(Livin' slow, laid back and livin′ slow)
(Watchin′ that sun get low-oh-ho)
(Oh-oh-ho, watchin' that sun get low)
(Though I′m feelin' fine)
(Feelin′ fine)
(Tall grass)
(Heading down to the swimmin' hole)
(These beers ain′t gonna last)
(Though we're always needin' more)
(Just lookin′ for a good time)
(Laid back and livin′ slow)
(Everybody is feelin' fine)
(Watchin′ that sun get low)
I watch the sun fade out in that big red sky
I'm just creek bank chillin′, it's the time of my life
Navigatin′ through the tall grass, swimmin' and fishin'
With the cane poles, bobber′s and a bucket of crickets
Later up on the gator slide sippin′ that wine
And catchin' all the white perches hittin′ the line
I gotta get a mess for later on in the night
'Cause fish and grits is the shit when It′s cooked just right
I got Mr. Smith's daughter hangin′ on to my arm
We're just some country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm
And the bright summer sun couldn′t get no hotter
So the shirts come off and we jump in the water
I love goin′ to a place that everybody goes
And livin' in a town that everybody knows
Lets take it slow and just see where it goes
I love livin′ my life where the tall grass grows
(We were walkin' through the tall grass)
(Headin′ down to the swimmin' hole)
(And these beers ain′t gonna last)
(Though we're always needin' more)
(Just lookin′ for a good time)
(Laid back and livn′ slow)
(Everybody's feelin′ fine)
(Watchin' that sun get low)
Oh, that bright sun shinin′ up on some tanned up leg's
Old grilled up sausage on a piece of white bread
It don′t get much better for some folks like us
And ain't no weather goin' to stop my buzz
And them young-in′s on four wheelers stirrin′ up dust
Billy's hidin′ in his truck tryin' to roll one up
Just a few good things in my life that I love
Just a few good thing′s, it's in my blood
If I ever die young don′t cry for me
'Cause if my spirit lives on, you'll know where I′ll be
There ain′t any woods out there that ain't been found
Ripped everything but pines up out of the ground
Why, me and my friends take time real slow
Drop it down in "four low" and let it sooth my soul
And if we do get stuck in a big mud hole
We′ll sit right there and watch the sun get low
(We were walkin' through the tall grass)
(Headin′ down to the swimmin' hole)
(And these beers ain′t gonna last)
(Though we're always needin' more)
(Just lookin′ for a good time), (lookin′ for a good time)
(Laid back and livn' slow), (livin′ slow)
(Everybody's feeling fine), (thats why I′m feelin' fine)
(Watchin′ that sun get low)
(Oh-oh-ho, watchin' that sun get low-oh-ho)
(Livin' slow, laid back and livin′ slow)
(Watchin′ that sun get low-oh-ho)
(Oh-oh-ho, watchin' that sun get low)
(Though I′m feelin' fine)
(Feelin′ fine)
(Tall grass)
Writer(s): Matt Stillwell, Brian King, Chase Bean, Clay Sharpe, Jared Ryan Sciullo, Justin N. Spillner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com