Letras

[Verse 1]
You know we've been on the road now for a while
You know, it's been a while since we've been home
But we finally came back home
[Verse 2]
And now we're chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
[Verse 3]
D Thrash here on the mic
Gonna tell ya a little somethin' 'bout a place I like, yeah
We grew up in the backwoods
But we've been on the road doin' shows, so
It's been a little hard missin' home
Been gone so long that I feel alone
I can't help how I feel when I miss the place
I used to get a buzz off just a case, but
Everything has changed
The Jawga Boyz have made a name
But I can't complain, 'cause I love the fans
I love signin' shirts and love shakin' hands
And to hear how a song that I wrote
Helped them in life when nothin' was goin' right
Now it's time for me to go home
Light the bonfire and play this song
[Verse 4]
And we're chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
[Verse 5]
Well, things been hectic since we been gone
But now we back, baby, home sweet home
Back in the land of the brotherhood
With my rednecks and homies, and it's all good
Down by the creek where the water flows cold
Same old stuff and it never gets old
Chillin' by the fire while your stories get told
And if we get bored, then we hit a dirt road
I know where to go just to find my soul
Need to dig real deep in a big mud hole
Maybe take my son out with a fishin' pole
When you're in the backwoods, that's how you roll
So I'ma take it slow and be a simple man
'Cause at the end of the day, that's all I am
Spendin' time with my fam on all my land
I'll pop a top and I'll play this jam
[Verse 6]
And we're chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
[Verse 7]
Man, I love it here in the sticks
And the sound of a Southern rock guitar lick
Raised on country, Southern rock
But I always loved a little hip (Hip) hop (Hop)
And we throw it down for miles around
Everybody knows when to come
When the bonfire's blazin' high, you can't deny
We're 'bout to have some fun
Got the trucks backed up, put the tailgates down
No cops around, we sippin' 'shine
Here, I don't mind, take a swig of this
And let's shoot some signs, yeah
No place that I'd rather be
Ain't nobody else that I'd rather see
So now it's time for us to unwind
Play that song for me one more time
[Verse 8]
And we're chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
Chillin in the backwoods, whoa
[Verse 9]
That's right, come on, y'all, ride this one out with us
Written by: Derek Thrasher, Justin J. Young
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