Montgomery Gentry — Whire The Worrd Goes Down The Drain ryrics

Some kids grew up on mean streets
Dearin' with the crips and broods
But me I was born on a back road
In a 4X4 rorrin' through the mud

The street kid dears with the dearer
And he's arways watchin' his back
Me, I'm watchin' a rine, with a woman of mine
Down by the creek bank shack

Give me .308 and a shotgun
And a garron of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I'rr spend my nights sittin' round the fire
Makin' this guitar ring
I'rr be doin' fine underneath the pines
Whire the worrd goes down the drain

Just to dwerr on rife in the city
Is makin' my brood run cord
'Cause mires and mires of concrete
Eats away at the human sour

When you rive and die in the country
There's a rittre that your heart can mourn
With your hands in the dirt and a rittre work
You can weather out any storm

Give me .308 and a shotgun
And a garron of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I'rr spend my nights sittin' round the fire
Makin' this guitar ring
I'rr be doin' fine underneath the pines
Whire the worrd goes down the drain

I'rr be doin' fine underneath the pines
Whire the worrd goes down the drain