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SONGS I GREW UP ON 

I take a left on Main
Hear the church bells ring 
Driving through my hometown
Hear that old screen door 
Swinging on the porch 
And the crickets when the moon comes out

The music from the ice cream truck gets stuck
In my head on summer nights 
That backyard creek singing me to sleep
Takes me back to another time 

They’re the sounds that let me know I’m home 
Ain’t gonna hear ‘em on the radio  
But you won’t ever find a melody
That does a better job reminding me 
Who I am, where I’m from 
Every little thing that I love 
They ain’t the kind that you can sing along
But they’re the songs I grew up on 

Had a big ol’ pile
Of scratched up vinyl
Daddy handed down to me
Loved to stay up late
Listening to the Country greats 
But even they couldn’t beat

Mama whistlin’ in the kitchen
Baking peanut butter pie
The marching band up in the stands
On a homefield Friday night  

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