Текст песни: montgomery gentry - While The World Goes Down The Drain








(Jim Rushing/Keith Sewell)

Some kids grew up on mean streets
Dealin` with the crips and bloods
But me I was born on a back road
In a 4X4 rollin` through the mud

The street kid deals with the dealer
And he`s always watchin` his back
Me, I`m watchin` a line, with a woman of mine
Down by the creek bank shack

Give me .308 and a shotgun
And a gallon of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I`ll spend my nights sittin` round the fire
Makin` this guitar ring
I`ll be doin` fine underneath the pines
While the world goes down the drain

Just to dwell on life in the city
Is makin` my blood run cold
`Cause miles and miles of concrete
Eats away at the human soul

When you live and die in the country
There`s a little that your heart can mourn
With your hands in the dirt and a little work
You can weather out any storm

Give me .308 and a shotgun
And a gallon of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I`ll spend my nights sittin` round the fire
Makin` this guitar ring
I`ll be doin` fine underneath the pines
While the world goes down the drain

I`ll be doin` fine underneath the pines
While the world goes down the drain

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(Jim Rushing/Keith Sewell)

Some kids grew up on mean streets
Dealin` with the crips and bloods
But me I was born on a back road
In a 4X4 rollin` through the mud

The street kid deals with the dealer
And he`s always watchin` his back
Me, I`m watchin` a line, with a woman of mine
Down by the creek bank shack

Give me .308 and a shotgun
And a gallon of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I`ll spend my nights sittin` round the fire
Makin` this guitar ring
I`ll be doin` fine underneath the pines
While the world goes down the drain

Just to dwell on life in the city
Is makin` my blood run cold
`Cause miles and miles of concrete
Eats away at the human soul

When you live and die in the country
There`s a little that your heart can mourn
With your hands in the dirt and a little work
You can weather out any storm

Give me .308 and a shotgun
And a gallon of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I`ll spend my nights sittin` round the fire
Makin` this guitar ring
I`ll be doin` fine underneath the pines
While the world goes down the drain

I`ll be doin` fine underneath the pines
While the world goes down the drain

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