Open Field 92

Well I grew up in a small town, on the outside end of the world

With nothing else, but the pine trees and the smell of a good life

We were playing outside till the sun goes down and some money got in exchange,

To make a living a little funnier then it is, ha, hell yeah

But some thing dont roll the way that we go

And some things might be a little more then what you know

Cause I've been there before

Sitting on the back porch

Drinking on a cold one

Dreaming bout the day I leave this town, but no matter what I do you'll always be, Open Field 92

Ive got my ticket, Im doing it my way, on the first plane out of this town

The only thing I might regret, I didn't have the time to say goodbye

Ive got too many thoughts running trough my head and believe me I aint got a clue

I aint perfect thats the truth, but it's the best that I can do

Cause Ive been there before

Sittin on the back porch

Drinking on a cold one

Dreaming bout the day I leave this town

But no matter what I do you'll always be Open Field 92

But some things might be a little more that what you know

Cause Ive been there before

Sitting on the back porch

Drinking on a cold one

Dreaming about the day I leave this town

And no matter what I do you'll always be

Sitting on the back porch

Drinking on a cold one

Dreaming about the day I leave this town

And no matter what I do you'll always be yah Open Field 92

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