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Old Tractors

I know old places  
Soul seared under years of southern suns  
Two lane roads and pines  
And fields where cotton grows  
Red clay and deep roots  
God, family, country  
Deep  
   
To some love's about the falling  
But there's a deeper here for me  
It needs new words    
Understandings  
   
In the evening late  
'fore the sun has set  
Taking the edge off the swelter  
And the day just lays hot  
Quiet as the moment 'fore the fiddler places his bow  
Sometimes the breeze will stir  
And spirits revive  
The moon rising with the sun still in the sky  
Such times need the scent of honeysuckle among the pines  
And you  
   
My momma's people were farmers  
Country with a drawl  
Down to earth  
I know sunrise and sunsets over fields of soybeans and corn  
Raising hogs and chickens  
Small country churches  
Gravel where the black top ends and dirt roads begin  
Fast cars, pickup trucks  
And old tractors  
   
You remind me of Bobby Collin's daughter  
The farm down the road from grandma's  
When I was tongue tied, young, and shy  
   
You remind me of the tide of my soul which calls me back  
Love echoing from a world I've left yet found again  
With words I still don't know how to tell  
   
Reminders. Reminders. Everything speaks to me of you  
You shade my thoughts and dreams with colors  
Making my world your own  
And I wonder if I color your world too  
   
Do I travel that winding two lane road    
Through the pines and fields to where you are  
Is that piece of country nowhere you call home    
The destination of my life's journey  
Are you the destination of my life's journey    
No matter where that is  
Can I rediscover me in discovering the you    
I'm only beginning to know  
   
I stand at a line of questions  
Your eyes dare me to cross  
   
Grandma could never put enough sugar in the sweet tea  
To get me to like it  
But I've had a sip or two of 'shine  
That hit almost as hard as you  
   
Sometimes late at night  
Alone  
I can almost hear your voice  
And wish you were here  
So I could draw you close  
   
I just want to be in your arms again  
And for now, that's answer enough
Written by AverageJoe (Average Joe. AJ. Joe)
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Author's Note
Luke Bryan - Drunk On You @ https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HpFaI0dKAHc&pp=ygUKbHVrZSBicnlhbg%3D%3D
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