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You can take these six strings right out of my hand, and leave em deep broken-hearted and bent
Well there s more to me than an f-150, my father s father This, well there s more to me than an f-150
take that old blue hound
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ?, it s got a little rasp, it s sunday prayer comin outta my mouth
It s my last name, well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ?, that s right
Throw them in a river yeah, my father s father, my father s father
and leave em deep broken-hearted and bent
it s where i come from
It s sunday prayer comin outta my mouth, a dog and couple bales of hay, it ain t just my looks that my girl loves
I got more than that to say, it s my last name
to my father s son
And leave em deep broken-hearted and bent, that s right, yeah them marlboro reds
It s where i come from, well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ? This, it ain t just my looks that my girl loves
It s sunday prayer comin outta my mouth, take all these songs and shove em in a can
It ain t just my looks that my girl loves, it s my last name
Yeah you can take a lot of things from a man, yeah them marlboro reds
Why don t you take those, they ll do that The, to my father s son
It s a sweet slow rolling of southern drawl, it ain t just my looks that my girl loves, i got more than that to say
it s a sweet slow rolling of southern drawl
it s where i come from
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ?, and leave him deep broken-hearted and bent
It s as thick as the whiskey runnin through my blood, oh it s tennessee truth
It s where i come from, it s my last name
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ?, to my father s son, it s my last name
well there s more to me than an f-150
But you ain t never gonna take this accent, yeah you can take a lot of things from a man
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ?, my father s father Three, to my father s son
It ain t just my looks that my girl loves, it s as thick as the whiskey runnin through my blood
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw ?, to my father s son
But you ain t never gonna take this accent, yeah you can take a lot of things from a man, it ain t just my looks that my girl loves
Burn it down to the ground, why don t you take those
It s as thick as the whiskey runnin through my blood, i got more than that to say This, it s a sweet slow rolling of southern drawl