Larry Fleet

Stack Of Records
When I couldn't find the words I played her some Whitley Sometimes it's better When you say nothing at all When I couldn't find myself I turned on some Otis 'Cause ain't nothing like Dock of the Bay To get me back where I belong If you wanna know me You gotta know what's in my soul A little Bakersfield and Memphis And a whole lotta Muscle Shoals Take some country soul rock and roll And mix 'em all together Yeah, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records Learned about the law From Waylon and the Duke Boys I learned how to dance On a kitchen hardwood floor I learned a lot about leaving On a midnight train to Georgia And thank God for Main Street Drags With them dusty old record stores Letras de canciones If you wanna know me You gotta know what's in my soul A little Bakersfield and Memphis And a whole lotta Muscle Shoals Take some country soul rock and roll And mix 'em all together Yeah, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records Every kid has a hero Lord knows I had mine So picking up this guitar Just made perfect sense Well, I hope my music moves you As I stand up here tonight I hope your road goes on forever And your party never ends If you wanna know me You gotta know what's in my soul A little Bakersfield and Memphis And a whole lotta Muscle Shoals Take some country soul rock and roll And mix 'em all together Yeah, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records Oh, I'm what you get When you're raised on a stack of records From Letras Mania