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Crickets singin' in the evening hours Daddy on guitar pickin' Wildwood Flower Old record player spinnin' LP's Yeah, that's music to me Reel screamin' large mouth on the line Georgia breeze whistlin' through the pines Mama hollerin' y'all let's eat Yeah, that's music to me [Chorus:] Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood That's who I am and what I love Saturday nights full of Haggard and Whitley A Sunday morning choir now that's music to me High school football when the home team scores Little bare feet on a hardwood floor Hearin' her whisper the kids are asleep Now that's music to me [Chorus:] Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood That's who I am and what I love Saturday nights full of Haggard and Whitley A Sunday morning choir now that's music to me Letras de canciones Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood That's who I am and what I love A ho down fiddle a little off key Old hound dog a-howlin, yeah, that's music to me Yeah, that's music to me From Letras Mania