Find me singin´ on a back porch swingin´ Cur dogs barkin´, left my dip in the kitchen That´s when it hit me that I´ve been gone too long May not be like Hollywood But we got nice hills and they roll real good Windows down, down on 93, man, you can´t go wrong All I need on a Friday night Is some Coors in the cooler and a few fireflies And a good ol´ fashioned mountain-dancin´ song
Ohio Ohio Oh, my home Is Ohio
Down by the river, near the burned down bridge
Pulled a .22 trigger and it bust my lid I was eight years old when I learned how not to cry I wanna go back and I might as well But every time I leave, man, it hurts like hell I hate to see them barefoot babies wave goodbye It´s though to see my sweet mama´s grave God rest her soul, I swore that I´d behave And I´d always hold on to the hometown pride