Logan Mize

{Verse 1} Mid-summer night and the stars are out I'm thinking 'bout the way they sparkled in

{verse 1} Early morning spring time Waiting on the sunrise Hands full of back home dirt Ten

{Verse 1} There's a fire in our heart A burning in our soul Still freedom ringing in this bell

{Verse 1: Logan Mize} I know it's late, I bet you're probably sleeping Are you tossing in your

{Verse 1} Blue sky breeze and a trailer dust Sunday slow like {?} Ain't much else out

{Verse 1} For a guy who don't smoke 'em, I can burn through a pack Stereo hummin' with the

{Verse 1} She's the dust trails on that one road outta town She's the south wind, keeps that

{verse 1} I couldn't sleep at all last night so i opened up my eyes, it was 3 am My mind's

{Verse 1} Some are big city born with a silver spoon Some are military raised, red white and blue

This time of year was always sad for me Until you came along Now i won’t need presents underneath the tree

{Verse 1: Logan Mize} I don't miss doing anything with you Birthdays, holidays, Champagne for

{Verse 1} There's cornrows, barbed wire, silver barn roofs Rusted tin on a little white farmhouse

{verse 1} I got a pocket full of cash, in my old blue jeans I got the weekend off, and nowhere to be

{Verse 1} I gotta thank a small-town preacher Makin me a hymn singer On the Sunday's Mama made

{Verse 1} The girl's got her eyes on The fading horizon Here comes the last line of our