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Hills and
Adrienne Young / Mark D.

Well I feel like a in my own hometown
Theres traffic in the air there used to be the sound
Of trees growin and kids runnin wild
Or maybe I was lookin through the of a child
But I

There to be
Hills and hollers
Wild and the white tailed deer
Creeks runnin crystal
Water on its way to the of Mexico
Moonshine on the
Daddy sawin fiddle he never gonna stop
Lord, if these could talk
Theyd say sing me a song that
Oh, mama leave the on
Oh, shine like the sun on the shadows of

They laid the paved road back in 45
Now you have wheels if youre gonna survive
top over gravel
Gravel mud
the oil in our veins runs thicker than the blood
But I

used to be
Hills and hollers
Wild turkey and the tailed deer
Creeks runnin clear
Water on its way to the of Mexico
Moonshine on the
Daddy sawin fiddle like he never stop
Lord, if these hills talk
say sing me a song that goes
Oh, leave the light on
Oh, shine like the sun on the of history