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I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

de Taranda Greene

Stone cold killer
And I'm wondering why
I'm even in this place
'Cause I was gone by July
But all the good boys and good girls
Are coming back home

Your momma left a long time ago
Wound up in the west maybe Idaho
So all the heart broken momma boys
Are on their own

So don't come back to this town
You don't belong here darling
I'd tell you to dream about a smaller city
With dirt on your knees
A big old field
For riding your pink ponies

Dried up boy with a big old dream
The girl moved south for the big machine
To play her guitar in old bars inbetween

And now she's lost in her mind
With a zach bryan lyric across her spine
But she misses home and is alone
All the time

So don't come back to this town
You don't belong here darling
I'd tell you to dream about a smaller city
With dirt on your knees
A big old field
For riding your pink ponies

So don't come back to this town
You don't belong here darling
I'd tell you to dream about a smaller city
With dirt on your knees
A big old field
For riding your pink ponies

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