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• Artiste: Larry Fleet
• Titre: Stack Of Records
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When I couldn't find the words I played her some Whitley Sometimes it's better When you say nothing at all When I couldn't find myself I turned on some Otis 'Cause ain't nothing like Dock of the Bay To get me back where I belong If you wanna know me You gotta know what's in my soul A little Bakersfield and Memphis And a whole lotta Muscle Shoals Take some country soul rock and roll And mix 'em all together Yeah, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records Learned about the law From Waylon and the Duke Boys I learned how to dance On a kitchen hardwood floor I learned a lot about leaving On a midnight train to Georgia And thank God for Main Street Drags With them dusty old record stores If you wanna know me You gotta know what's in my soul A little Bakersfield and Memphis And a whole lotta Muscle Shoals Take some country soul rock and roll And mix 'em all together Yeah, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records Every kid has a hero Lord knows I had mine So picking up this guitar Just made perfect sense Well, I hope my music moves you As I stand up here tonight I hope your road goes on forever And your party never ends If you wanna know me You gotta know what's in my soul A little Bakersfield and Memphis And a whole lotta Muscle Shoals Take some country soul rock and roll And mix 'em all together Yeah, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records Oh, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records