Letra de Miss These Towns - Brantley Gilbert

Make your rounds while it's still small

Turkey in spring, deer in the fall

Wet that line 'bout all year long

While you still got

A main street drag with the mom and pops

Two pump, glass Coke bottle stop

This way of life's alive

But it's only a matter of time 'til

We're gonna miss there towns

And tractors on the two-lane

Work shirts with a first name

One of these days, yeah

We're gonna look around

And downhome roots won't grow there

You won't know home from nowhere

Man, I swear, yeah

We're gonna miss these towns

We're gonna miss these towns

Ride a couple country miles

Make that hay wile the sun still shines

Pray for rain and cuss that dirt

Don't look like much, but for what it's worth, yeah

We're gonna miss there towns

And tractors on the two-lane

Work shirts with a first name

One of these days, yeah

We're gonna look around

And downhome roots won't grow there

You won't know home from nowhere

Man, I swear, yeah

We're gonna miss these towns

More trucks than fast fast cars

And these hole-in-the-wall bars

Wish they'd leave 'em like they are

'Cause we're gonna miss there towns

And tractors on the two-lane

Work shirts with a first name

One of these days, yeah

We're gonna look around

And downhome roots won't grow there

You won't know home from nowhere

Man, I swear, yeah

We're gonna miss these towns

Mmh, we're gonna miss these towns

We're gonna miss these towns

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