Letra Miss these towns Brantley Gilbert

Miss these towns

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 that 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