Between Oaks and Pines
Chance Pressley
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I can hear your voice whispering
Through the leaves on the trees
In the rushing of the wind
And in the wings on the bees
And I keep track of both footprints
And your heart when it beats
Ought to cut me off now
You keep giving grace free
You know the thought of you leavin
Got stuck in my teeth
It rotted my bones
Made it hard on me to sleep
Cause I was tryna find the Forrest
Got lost in all the Trees
Between the Oaks and the Pines
I think I found a family
I can make out your face
Through a door that's always open
But the windows all are locked
And my clothes they stink from smokin
So I blamed it on the campfire
When I smell just like a Winston
Your momma she don't know
But your daddy can't keep from grinning
When I fled this town I was coughing and a wheezing
That Grand Marquis broke down
Now I'm makin payments on a Lincoln
When the winter turned old
That's when the Sun brought through the Season
When my fickle heart turned cold
That's when the Son gave me a reason
Keep fishing the banks
And a following the river
Where your spirit leads I wanna be
Oh God, will you take me there
And I'll keep tending the fields
And a following these rows
Cause I got friends and I got family
Oh my God they gotta know
Now I'm feelin your touch
Through a dream that I forgot
A one I won't dare try rememberin
My hearts tied in a knot
Weather warmed up down in Outer Banks
The rich girls are on a hunt
Last years coats are dropped off at Goodwill
It's still winter in Vermont
So I'll graze where the grass is greener
Cause the north is fine but the folks are meaner
I'll take red dirt clay and skeeters
Over mud in may and heaters
And we'll lay out on the black top
Let the Blue Ridge hang a back drop
And the shadows paint our picture
I get sad and I start to miss her
Whenever she's gone
Hell I'm down without a meaning
God I'm begging you to stay
I'm no good at giving you a reason
When I saw the blue lights flashing
I got there first knew what to do
Sir I know that my friends are rowdy
But these boys are tried and true
Had my back in every holler
Ask the Oaks go consult the Pines
I guess that Buddle Creek made a man of me
Now It's time I start showing signs
I'll be fishing the banks
And a following the river
Where your spirit leads I wanna be
Oh God, will you take me there
And I'll keep tending the fields
And a following these rows
Cause I got friends and I got family
Oh my God, they gotta know