Lirieke:
Hollerado

Hey Philadelphia you used to exist As a city in the North-East where the Power used to sit There's no more Chicago She went down with the last of the

JD lives on my street, stole his fathers car Drove it through the garage door. So poor now working at the corner store, Indentured to the damages, Manotick

will give in to me Don't be afraid to play my game I wanna make you holler I wanna make you holler I wanna make you holler I wanna make you holler

Son of Hickory Holler's Tramp O.C. Smith Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp

Your daddy thinks I?m up to no good I?m only doin? what a young man should It?s been thirteen days since I?ve seen your face I can tell, pretty babe,

You don't even know what you did, do you, baby? You never looked back when you left You didn't see me, oh, going crazy Pickin' up the pieces all by myself

back to the holler Holler back (Home-brewed, homegrown) (Where the wild seeds 'a get sown) Woh, holler back (It's a blast from the past) (All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras) Yeah, holler

Got the wide open sky in my eyes Got my feet on solid ground They don?t want me to be who I am Here in this place, it?s my daddy?s town Oh, won?t you

I still love the smell of mama?s house When something?s cookin? on the stove Still hug her neck when it?s time to go Leavin?s always tough Oh, there?re