Them city folk was drinkin' from Mason jars Well, I think I found what paradise might be (Ooo) The city put the country back in me Yea, the city put the country back
Them city folk was drinking from Mason jars I think I found what paradise might be The city put the country back in me Yeah the city put the country back in me
Tradução: Neal McCoy. La Ciudad de poner al país volver en mí.
guitar Them city folk was drinking from Mason jars I think I found what paradise might be The city put the country back in me Yeah the city put the country back in me