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• Artiste: Granger Smith
• Titre: Bury Me In Blue Jeans
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(Verse) I guess I learned it from my grand dad I like the shirt with a little pearl snaps Dye boots if it was up to me And bury me in blue jeans. Couldn’t be a cowboy, I’m a hundred years late, I’m a six string poet and a radio slave. I never ask for too many things, Just bury me in blue jeans. (Chorus) And I know, I know that’s so far ago Get the roots out the noke and I tumble away soak When my time’s up all this good ol’ boy needs Is to bury me in blue jeans. (Verse) I’m a brother, I’m a son, I’m a dad, I’m a thankful one for everything I have. I’m not gonna regret the past When they bury me in blue jeans. (Chorus) And I know, I know that’s so far ago Get the roots out the noke and I tumble away soak When my time’s up all this good ol’ boy needs Is to bury me in blue jeans. (Bridge) Something faded and worn in the knees Fits like a glove and pray at it seems And throw this old guitar in there, please And bury me in blue jeans. Please give me so far to go, Oh, give me so far to go. If you can hear me now Give me so far ago. Give me roots of an oak, I gotta turn these leaves soft Far, so far ago, it’s so far ago.