Way Back In The Woods
I grew up playing football in the back yard
Rode bikes with no helmets and look at how we are
We Stayed up all night and didn't have a care
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig poles
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Grew up some got a little distant
Them boys stand strong
Fighting threw the battle choosing right or wrong
Little did we know them memorizes start to fade
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig poles
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Years went past them boys didn't last the struggles found them all
Fighting threw the heartache the world brings along
We just can't forget where we were raised
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig poles
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig pole.
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
What happen to them boys way back in them woods
Rode bikes with no helmets and look at how we are
We Stayed up all night and didn't have a care
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig poles
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Grew up some got a little distant
Them boys stand strong
Fighting threw the battle choosing right or wrong
Little did we know them memorizes start to fade
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig poles
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Years went past them boys didn't last the struggles found them all
Fighting threw the heartache the world brings along
We just can't forget where we were raised
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig poles
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
Way back in the woods where we let the fire roll
Tearing that ole dirt road up every chance we could
Talking shit, hooking lips and home made gig pole.
What happen to them boys way back in them woods?
What happen to them boys way back in them woods
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Writer(s): Zachery Holloman
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