Those work-week clothes out on the line
Poppin’ in the wind
Sounds Like a Small Town Lyrics – Craig Campbell
Sounds Like a Small Town Lyrics by Craig Campbell
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Those work-week clothes out on the line
Poppin’ in the wind
Me and my baby, we were parked down a country road
Radio was playin’, she started singin’ “Stuck On You”
I bet we sang a hundred songs like we were on the radio
And I bet we watched a million stars laughing hard and kissing slow
Used to hear my old man playin’ all them ol’ records
Waylon and Willie and the man in black
If you really wanna get me fired up
If you really wanna turn me on
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
My grandpa taught me about buck knifes and shot guns
How to cast an old Zebco
It ain’t no surprise I ain’t heard from you
Did you make it to California or get high [?]?