The longer I live the more I'm amazed
How folks get hooked on the latest craze
I want to get away from all the hassles
But I'm a little burned out on castles
Guess it's that time again
Time to be free again.
[Chorus:]
There's something to be said about Airstreams
A rolling home made out of silver
There's something to be said about Airstreams
Aww who'da thought art, was a trailer.
Over the hill, a paper sack
I want me a big ol' Cadillac
To haul all my demons and dreams and
Listen to silence
Maybe I'll stop in Needles
Say hello to my people.
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Bridge:]
When the sun hits her right,
She'll blind you with her light
A beacon of royalty, ooooh
Yeah she's like a Van Gogh
Or an old Picasso
Oh what a sight to see
Shelby Lynne - Something To Be Said Lyrics
Shelby Lynne - Something To Be Said Lyrics
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The longer I live the more I'm amazed
How folks get hooked on the latest craze
I want to get away from all the hassles
But I'm a little burned out on castles
Guess it's that time again
Time to be free again.
[Chorus:]
There's something to be said about Airstreams
A rolling home made out of silver
There's something to be said about Airstreams
Aww who'da thought art, was a trailer.
Over the hill, a paper sack
I want me a big ol' Cadillac
To haul all my demons and dreams and
Listen to silence
Maybe I'll stop in Needles
Say hello to my people.
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Bridge:]
When the sun hits her right,
She'll blind you with her light
A beacon of royalty, ooooh
Yeah she's like a Van Gogh
Or an old Picasso
Oh what a sight to see
How folks get hooked on the latest craze
I want to get away from all the hassles
But I'm a little burned out on castles
Guess it's that time again
Time to be free again.
[Chorus:]
There's something to be said about Airstreams
A rolling home made out of silver
There's something to be said about Airstreams
Aww who'da thought art, was a trailer.
Over the hill, a paper sack
I want me a big ol' Cadillac
To haul all my demons and dreams and
Listen to silence
Maybe I'll stop in Needles
Say hello to my people.
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Bridge:]
When the sun hits her right,
She'll blind you with her light
A beacon of royalty, ooooh
Yeah she's like a Van Gogh
Or an old Picasso
Oh what a sight to see