Jade moved down from a up north town
Prettiest thing three counties round
Yeah Papa was a Fogerty fortunate son
Buying up property one by one
She don't the smell of the pulp wood air
Rather be sitting anywhere but here
She don't like the dirt and ain't into grits
And hates she had to move to a place like
This Ol town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long till she's all about some
Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by creek Moran
Get lost the dead of night
Way off on Wayerhouser Land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
Don't ya look back and don't ya let go
She ain't used to the heat down here
The rooster crowing that'll bend your ear
Yeah Sitting on the fence and she ain't convinced
Till the song of the south sounds something like this
This Ol town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long till she's all about some
Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by creek Moran
Get lost the dead of night
Way off on Wayerhouser Land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
You know you wanna
Weyerhaeuser Land Video (MV)
Performed By: Muscadine Bloodline
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Charlie Muncaster, Gary Stanton
Muscadine Bloodline - Weyerhaeuser Land Lyrics
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English
Jade moved down from a up north town
Prettiest thing three counties round
Yeah Papa was a Fogerty fortunate son
Buying up property one by one
She don't the smell of the pulp wood air
Rather be sitting anywhere but here
She don't like the dirt and ain't into grits
And hates she had to move to a place like
This Ol town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long till she's all about some
Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by creek Moran
Get lost the dead of night
Way off on Wayerhouser Land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
Don't ya look back and don't ya let go
She ain't used to the heat down here
The rooster crowing that'll bend your ear
Yeah Sitting on the fence and she ain't convinced
Till the song of the south sounds something like this
This Ol town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long till she's all about some
Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by creek Moran
Get lost the dead of night
Way off on Wayerhouser Land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
You know you wanna
Prettiest thing three counties round
Yeah Papa was a Fogerty fortunate son
Buying up property one by one
She don't the smell of the pulp wood air
Rather be sitting anywhere but here
She don't like the dirt and ain't into grits
And hates she had to move to a place like
This Ol town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long till she's all about some
Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by creek Moran
Get lost the dead of night
Way off on Wayerhouser Land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
Don't ya look back and don't ya let go
She ain't used to the heat down here
The rooster crowing that'll bend your ear
Yeah Sitting on the fence and she ain't convinced
Till the song of the south sounds something like this
This Ol town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long till she's all about some
Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by creek Moran
Get lost the dead of night
Way off on Wayerhouser Land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
You know you wanna
Writer: Charlie Muncaster, Gary Stanton
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.