
Psalmix
Duration
2:51
Genre
country
Quality
Hi-Fi
[VERSE 1]
Gravel road to grandma's yard gate
Paper plates stacked high, can't wait
Auntie yelling, "Y'all come eat"
Kids race barefoot through the heat
Old truck backed up by the trees
Two headlights glow through dusty breeze
That old speaker crackles, fiddle flies
Lyrics for "Our Small-Town Summer Way" by Psalmix • Values-aligned content
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