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Outskirts

de Sean Stemaly

Got an eighty-six square body jacked up
Chevrolet rollin' down a no-name road
With a dog in the bed
A couple three shotguns hangin' on the back window

Beer cans on the floorboard
And a cooler full in the back
Park it by the creek, just the crickets and me
Gonna get a little way off track

I got some moonshine my granddaddy made
In a still out back in his shed
Under the moonlight where I unwind
Buildin' up my backwoods cred
Where the corn grows in gold rows
Drivin' down two lanes and back roads
All about grit, grace, and dirt
Out here in the outskirts

Catchin' keepers on a trot line
Deer with a drop time hangin' up on my wall
Big dead copperhead I killed with a shovеlhead
Hold it up, it's six feet tall
Watchin' sunsets on the back porch
From a littlе house on the hill
We all say we're gonna leave this place
But we know we never will

I got some moonshine my granddaddy made
In a still out back in his shed
Under the moonlight where I unwind
Buildin' up my backwoods cred
Where the corn grows in gold rows
Drivin' down two lanes and back roads
All about grit, grace, and dirt
Out here in the outskirts
Mmm, yeah

I got some moonshine my granddaddy made
In a still out back in his shed
Under the moonlight where I unwind
Buildin' up my backwoods cred
Where the corn grows in gold rows
Drivin' down two lanes and back roads
All about grit, grace, and dirt
Out here in the outskirts
Out here in the outskirts
Woo

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