| | Countrified Lyrics Artist(Band):Clay Walker
breakin my back won’t to get it done wish I had a dime wish i had a dollar, for every dream that I gave up on, that I gave up on. This hammer I’m swingin is startin to feel heavy I clench my fist when I punch the clock a little for the bank leaves nothing for my baby stretchin my paycheck around the block I need to go face first into that fresh air free up there where the eagle flies need to drop a line in that cool clear water leave the city behind and get countrified a fools gold watch and a lung full of black smoke is all I get for all I gave my only reward for this broken down body was diggin my way to an early grave always dreamed I’d end up on a river fast asleep on a mountain high but i’m way down here in this concrete valley in a sea of barbers and red taillights, red taillights I need to go face first into that fresh air free up there where the eagle flies need to drop a line in that cool clear water leave the city behind and get countrified (2X) (fit to be tied) This working all day ain’t gettin me nowhere breakin my back won’t to get it done wish I had a dime wish i had a dollar, for every dream that I gave up on, that I gave up on. If you find some error in Countrified Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Tanya Tchic84@hotmai.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Countrified The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Clay Walker" Music | |
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