Single-Wide Dreamin'-Ryan Stevenson/Bryan Fowler

作词 : Bryan Fowler/Ryan Stevenson 作曲 : Bryan Fowler/Ryan Stevenson At the end of the block, where the pavement stopped Was a little ten single-wide We had a juniper tree in the driveway And a church on the other side Early in the morning, summer sun rising I remember waking up to the sound Of that old yellow airplane dusting the crops Shaking the windows in the house Racing home from school in the afternoon Just to catch my favorite show Kicking back with Zach and Kelly Kapowski Slater and Jessie Spano Take me back to the place To those cold October days Back to the Friday nights Underneath the lights Hearing the cheers from a home game Home sweet home on the range I love how some things never change Hearing the cows and the columbines In the cool of the evening Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin' We were single-wide dreamin' The day I turned sixteen I hit the DMV Barely passed my driving test In an '81 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme With hardly any brakes left Then I bought my first car from my cousin Subaru hatchback with a busted clutch But we'd limp it all around the Valley, picking up pop cans Just to buy some lunch Parties out in the lawn We bumping Coolio like it was 1996, ha And all the hicks in town brought their pickups out Showing off their twenty-inch lift kits Take me back to the place To those cold October days Back to the Friday nights Underneath the lights Hearing the cheers from a home game Home sweet home on the range I love how some things never change Hearing the cows and the columbines In the cool of the evening Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin' We were single-wide dreamin' Passing notes in class, behind the teacher's back About who we had a crush on And staying up all night, making mixtapes With all our favorite love songs And a couple of my best friends who were Mexican Taught me to habla Español With mariachis throwing down at fiestas Sipping horchata and menudo Take me back to the place To those cold October days Back to the Friday nights Underneath the lights Hearing the cheers from a home game Home sweet home on the range I love how some things never change Hearing the cows and the columbines In the cool of the evening Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin' We were single-wide dreamin' We were single-wide dreamin' We were single-wide dreamin' "If it doesn't work out, you can find somebody else. It won't hurt my feelings at all." "Oh, come on dad, it sounds great." "Okay." "Thank you, dad." "Alright, see you later." "Okay."