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Yeah. Well, put me on a river, And put me in a boat. With a can of silver, I'll watch the Barbara float. Well, take me down on Main Street, Yeah. Circle round that square. Well, half off of Jimmy Jack's Boot Shack, Gonna have to grab me a pair. Back home, backwoods, backbeat, Back 40, back down them little back roads. Back home, back porch, backseat, Backstory, that's right back where I go. Yeah, where it's blue jeans, Sunday best, Amen, hell yes, that's where I'll be getting stoned. Back home. Give me old Bo Cephus. Give me chicken fried, yeah. Give me longnecks, give me three steps on a Honky tonk Saturday night, yeah. Give me back that church trip, first kiss with Whitney 'cause I did it all wrong. And my first hummingbird, where I learned every word To them took me to the big city songs. Back home, backwoods, backbeat, Back 40, back down them little back roads. Back home, back porch, backseat, Backstory, that's right back where I go. Yeah, where it's blue jeans, Sunday best, Amen, hell yes, that's where I'll be getting Coming Off the four lane. And Betty's got the beauty shop, Johnny's got the Car lot, Hank's got the tanks full of propane. And this big boom town, man, they're tearing it Down. Everywhere you look, there's a crane up. But there's a place I know where the green Grass grows, saying, "God, it ain't gonna change Much." Back home, backwoods, backbeat, Back 40, back down them little back roads. Back home, back porch, backseat, Backstory, that's right back where I go. Yeah, where it's blue jeans, Sunday best, Amen, hell yes, that's where they're gonna lay my Stone. Back home. Hey. Back home. Hey, all Right. Back home. Hey, all right. Back home. Hey,