My Place (feat. Darius Rucker)
You know out here in the country we keep an open gate policy
It's like me casa a su casa, you dig?
You know I keep a four wheeler down a dusty trail
With a little southern sweetie hot on my trail
And there's really no telling what the hell we gonna get into today
You know I got a swimming hole and a fishing pole
An old ice cooler where the brew is cold
And you know it's back yonder where we always go
(Where we at) passed the fields of hay (let's go)
Come on over to my place, where the living's good as gold
Come on over to my place, where you can learn you're something... old
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll
We let the good times roll
Yeah, I remember them fireflies in the moonlit sky
While them shooting stars just passed on by
And you know it's just like them hands of time
(There they go) slowing down the way
Ain't nothing like a love fire by the river side
On a tailgate til the morning light
You know she's snuggled up right by my side
Until we get carried away (come on)
Over to my place, where the living's good as gold
Come on over to my place, where you can learn you're something... old
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll
We let the good times roll
Aw yeah, let me open the gates so y'all can roll on in
Kick back with your folks, let the fun begin
Take a dixie plate, here go a solo cup
Go on and help yourself, we can fix you on up
Cause the drinks are chilling and the barbecue is grilling
Got the jacked up truck in the mud hole spinning
Bonfire ready for a hell of a night
It's gonna get a little rowdy but you'll be alright
Over to my place, where the living's good as gold
Come on over to my place, where you can learn you're something... old
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll (come on, come on, come on)
We let the good times roll (come on, come on, come on)
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll
It's like me casa a su casa, you dig?
You know I keep a four wheeler down a dusty trail
With a little southern sweetie hot on my trail
And there's really no telling what the hell we gonna get into today
You know I got a swimming hole and a fishing pole
An old ice cooler where the brew is cold
And you know it's back yonder where we always go
(Where we at) passed the fields of hay (let's go)
Come on over to my place, where the living's good as gold
Come on over to my place, where you can learn you're something... old
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll
We let the good times roll
Yeah, I remember them fireflies in the moonlit sky
While them shooting stars just passed on by
And you know it's just like them hands of time
(There they go) slowing down the way
Ain't nothing like a love fire by the river side
On a tailgate til the morning light
You know she's snuggled up right by my side
Until we get carried away (come on)
Over to my place, where the living's good as gold
Come on over to my place, where you can learn you're something... old
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll
We let the good times roll
Aw yeah, let me open the gates so y'all can roll on in
Kick back with your folks, let the fun begin
Take a dixie plate, here go a solo cup
Go on and help yourself, we can fix you on up
Cause the drinks are chilling and the barbecue is grilling
Got the jacked up truck in the mud hole spinning
Bonfire ready for a hell of a night
It's gonna get a little rowdy but you'll be alright
Over to my place, where the living's good as gold
Come on over to my place, where you can learn you're something... old
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll (come on, come on, come on)
We let the good times roll (come on, come on, come on)
I can show you where I come from, tell you where I'm bout to go
Over to my place and let the good times roll
Credits
Writer(s): John Lee Smith, Roy Battle, Darius Rucker, Daniel Eric Nelson, Casey Beathard, Eric Flores
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