Well my buckle makes impressions On the inside of her thigh There are little feathered Indians Where we tussled through the night If I'd known she was religious Then I wouldn't have came stoned To the house of such an angel Too fucked up to get back home Lookin' over West Virginia Smoking Spirits on the roof She asked ain't anybody told ya That them things are bad for you I said, "Many folks have warned me There's been several people try But up 'til now, there ain't been nothing That I couldn't leave behind" Hold me close my dear Sing your whispering song Softly in my ear And I will sing along Honey, tell me how your love runs true And how I can always count on you To be there when the bullets fly I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight Well my heart is sweating bullets From the circles, it has raced Like a little feathered Indian Callin' out the clouds for rain I'd go runnin' through the thicket I'd go careless through the thorns Just to hold her for a minute Though it'd leave me wanting more Hold me close my dear Sing your whispering song Softly in my ear And I will sing along Honey, tell me how your love runs true And how I can always count on you To be there when the bullets fly I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
Pretty sure it’s so people can listen to it with there kids in the car. Some people don’t want their kids to hear cursing, and some people just don’t want to hear the cursing but love his music and the meaning.
He grew up around where my dad lived
Cool my dad is freinds with the singers Manger lol
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Very great band wat us homeboz call gr8 down to earth muzic
OK i like it!!
Thanks!
Well my buckle makes impressions
On the inside of her thigh
There are little feathered Indians
Where we tussled through the night
If I'd known she was religious
Then I wouldn't have came stoned
To the house of such an angel
Too fucked up to get back home
Lookin' over West Virginia
Smoking Spirits on the roof
She asked ain't anybody told ya
That them things are bad for you
I said, "Many folks have warned me
There's been several people try
But up 'til now, there ain't been nothing
That I couldn't leave behind"
Hold me close my dear
Sing your whispering song
Softly in my ear
And I will sing along
Honey, tell me how your love runs true
And how I can always count on you
To be there when the bullets fly
I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
Well my heart is sweating bullets
From the circles, it has raced
Like a little feathered Indian
Callin' out the clouds for rain
I'd go runnin' through the thicket
I'd go careless through the thorns
Just to hold her for a minute
Though it'd leave me wanting more
Hold me close my dear
Sing your whispering song
Softly in my ear
And I will sing along
Honey, tell me how your love runs true
And how I can always count on you
To be there when the bullets fly
I'd run across the river just to hold you tonight
I think it’s offensive to try to censor someone’s art don’t listen if you don’t like
I really don’t think Tyler Childers cares 😂
Pretty sure it’s so people can listen to it with there kids in the car. Some people don’t want their kids to hear cursing, and some people just don’t want to hear the cursing but love his music and the meaning.
@@WilliamCis99I censor it so that way my little sister doesn’t hear cursing cause she’ll repeat :)
@@WilliamCis99exactly i listen to this with my daughter.
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