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RED DIRT SOUL

Album: RED DIRT SOUL
By:
Holly Renee Allen

Duration

4:07

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Description

The title track for RED DIRT SOUL. This song has a sweet southern feel with a back beat that Levon Helm would be proud of, featuring Oliver Wood of The Wood Brothers.

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Lyrics

I was 5 years old in that polaroid, that's Ruby Ann, Mama, and me That was Daddy's blue GTO, back in the summer of '73 I carry a piece of that gravel road in a scar on my left knee You're looking at the star witness to a stolen kiss between Mama & Harper Lee I had a painted mare, we used to jump that fence & ride down by the reservoir I loved her way back before she was mine, I roped her in on a wishing star We could ride all day on a pocket full of change, smoke a Swisher Sweet behind the barn God bless Gypsy, rest her soul--she was the first love to break my heart Chorus I was built to go down easy with my heart open wide I'm stong enough to withstand the truth, but you could break me with a lie Raised up on cornbread & butter beans, fried chicken on the bone Don't take much of nothin' fancy to rock this red dirt soul I used to sneak out that window--pink toenails, ruby lips--runnin' wild With the skinny-legged boy from down the street, he had a farmer's tan and crooked smile Lafayette drippin' from his lips, a calloused hand on my thigh Bridge Fly me down a two-lane road, kiss me in the broad daylight Bring it in a Southern Drawl, might make it last all night Baby, bring it Long as there's breath in Mama and Daddy, I'm somebody's baby girl No matter how old I get my sister still rules the world I'm old enough to know better, but I'm still out wishing on stars I got a red dirt soul, a Gypsy bone, and a willin' heart Chorus I was built to go down easy with my heart open wide I'm stong enough to withstand the truth, but you could break me with a lie Raised up on cornbread & butter beans, fried chicken on the bone Don't take much of nothin' fancy to rock this red dirt soul Tag Hot and sweet, Southern Comfort, I'm just down home Don't take much of nothin' fancy to rock this red dirt soul Rock me, baby, I got a red dirt soul

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