Where I Learned to Live
Well I took my first steps on that house on Bowser Road
I feel flat on my face, got back up so I'm told
And there's a thousand houses like
it filled with stumbling little kids
This ain't just a town, it's Where I Learned To Live
We used to cruise these streets in daddy's truck on Friday nights
And in that feed store parking lot is where I got in my first fight
And it's where we said I'm sorry, to this day he's still my friend
This ain't just a town, it's Where I Learned to Live
Everything I know, I learned between these county lines
How to win, how to lose, and how all you can do is drive
It don't look like much but it's
home to me, it's home where I wanna die
Amy came along, stole my heart and broke it fast
Thought I'd finally cured in the bottom of a glass
Out on highway 60, found out whiskey and gasoline don't mix
This aint' just a town, it's Where I Learned To Live
And everything I know, I learned between these county lines
How to win, how to lose and how all you can do is drive
It don't' look like much but it's home to me, it's where I wanna die
Mt. Pleasant Second Baptist, it's where we wear our Sunday best
It's where both my girls were baptized, where grandad's laid to rest
Yeah everything I love's within a half a mile of this
It's ain't just a town, it's Where I Learned To Live
This ain't just a town, its Where I Learned To Live
I feel flat on my face, got back up so I'm told
And there's a thousand houses like
it filled with stumbling little kids
This ain't just a town, it's Where I Learned To Live
We used to cruise these streets in daddy's truck on Friday nights
And in that feed store parking lot is where I got in my first fight
And it's where we said I'm sorry, to this day he's still my friend
This ain't just a town, it's Where I Learned to Live
Everything I know, I learned between these county lines
How to win, how to lose, and how all you can do is drive
It don't look like much but it's
home to me, it's home where I wanna die
Amy came along, stole my heart and broke it fast
Thought I'd finally cured in the bottom of a glass
Out on highway 60, found out whiskey and gasoline don't mix
This aint' just a town, it's Where I Learned To Live
And everything I know, I learned between these county lines
How to win, how to lose and how all you can do is drive
It don't' look like much but it's home to me, it's where I wanna die
Mt. Pleasant Second Baptist, it's where we wear our Sunday best
It's where both my girls were baptized, where grandad's laid to rest
Yeah everything I love's within a half a mile of this
It's ain't just a town, it's Where I Learned To Live
This ain't just a town, its Where I Learned To Live
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Writer(s): Ward Davis, Jim Brown
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