Текст песни Rodney Atkins - In The Middle
Rodney Atkins - In The Middle слова песни
Old gray fence, tarchip road
Martin`s creek, almost home
Whitetail buck by a one lane bridge
Around the bend up on the ridge
There`s Thompson`s barn leaning just a little
Miss Myra`s store, smell the barbecue
Make you stop for gas when you don`t need to
At least 20 miles to the nearest town
Hills and hollers all around
And that`s me right there in the middle
Chorus
In the middle of what matters most
Father`s son`s and the holy ghost
Open hearts and unlocked doors
A way of life worth dying (fighting) for
If you wonderin` where I`ll be
Take out a map of Tennessee
And you`ll find me than right there in the middle
Rick of wood stacked by the porch
Black lab pup scratching at the door
Two little boys sayin` daddy`s back
Next thing I know it`s a wrestling match
And that`s me yeah that`s me
Repeat chorus
In middle of nowhere, no where I`d rather be
The good lord up above and his earth beneath my feet