South
HIPPO CAMPUS · South 2015 · Track 03 of 05
Music: Jake Luppen, Nathan Stocker, Whistler Allen, Zach Sutton · Lyrics: Jake Luppen
Three leagues down the soft side of where you left my Gold rose crown, you broke down, and left me with a Chest hum, a black gun, and forty dollars Chest hum, a black gun, and forty dollars
Three weeks down, I drowned myself in whiskey Came back round, and drowned out, and left me with a Chest hum, a black gun, and forty dollars Chest hum, a black gun, and forty dollars
Streetlights talk the same way my mother told me I walk the same way my father told me Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier
Wise men talk the same way my mother told me I walk the same way my father told me Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier
You go down south, south...
Streetlights talk the same way my mother told me (You go down south, south) I walk the same way my father told me (You go down south, south) Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier (You go down south, south) Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier (You go down south, south)
Wise men talk the same way my mother told me (You go down south, south) I walk the same way my father told me (You go down south, south) Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier (You go down south, south) Back straight, chest out, just like a soldier (You go down south, south)