Extended Properties BPM: 0
Tempo: Medium
Length: 3:50
Channels: STEREO
Arrangement: Quartet Vocal Mix: Male Vocal Language: English
Album
Praise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition
Restrictions
No adult films, no racist productions, no hate productions.
Instruments
Guitar (Acoustic), Piano (acoustic), Guitar (Slide), Bass (Acoustic), Vocals
Moods
Nostalgic
Styles
News / Main, News / Investigative, TV / Vocal, Film / Vocal
Subjects
History, Home, Music, Nostalgia, Society
Lyrics
BUMPKINVILLE (by Roger Lehman)
I grew up in a two stop light town, With no idea I'd ever be big city bound, All the cars, people and traffic, I've had my fill, I think I'm ready to go back to Bumpkinville,
There's nothing in a city that there ain't more of in a small town, People everywhere act the same when the sun goes down, Some think the city is more violent and has a harder core, But things happen in a small town that don't make the evening news report,
Some city people think small towners don't have a clue, I can tell ya that small towners know a thing or two, City slicks, small town hicks are really all the same, go figure, And a city ain't really nothing but a small town that's a whole lot bigger,
But a small town has a memory that is ages old, While a city forgets yesterday's news shortly after it's told, And your small town friends will stick with you your whole life, Sometimes your city friends all scatter with the morning light,
I grew up in a two stop light town, With no idea I'd ever be big city bound, All the cars, people and traffic, I've had my fill, I think I'm ready to go back to Bumpkinville.