Red dirt roads and big tire toys, Country girls and redneck boys, Carolina moon is big and bright, Sumter County Friday Night! Jeep tires burn my driveway black, Got my John Deere hat turned back. Brother says there's gonna be a fight, Sumter County

She's a good girl She feels so good La la la la la la la la la la la (Oh yeah, woo) She's such a good girl She's got a family in Carolina So far away, but she says I remind her of home Feeling oh so far from home

A cada ausência tua eu vou chorar Mas cada volta tua há de apagar O que essa ausência tua me causou Eu sei que vou sofrer a eterna desventura de viver A espera de viver ao lado teu Por toda a minha vida Eu sei que vou te amar Por toda a minha vida eu vou

Time recedes With a fatal drop On the mountain top Cut the cord if you can She's so crazy She's so lazy Keeps on coming

Pra começar dizer que o amor chegou ao fim Esqueça de me perguntar se ainda há amor em mim Pra te enganar escondo num sorriso a dor Que sinto ao te ver passar na rua com seu novo amor Se eu te encontrar não me pergunte como estou Não saberia te explicar

Through the sunshine and the rain Through the good times and the pain And havin' the courage to change For never stayin' the same Thank you, thank you For lettin' me speak my mind And puttin' it all on the line North Carolina

Some black water healing some time to kill I'm doing pretty good man but I ain't lying Ten years ago I had to fly Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill Been living my dream trying to stay alive I missed my buddies, I miss my home I ain't seen my

'Cause I always have to steal my kisses from you Always have to steal my kisses from you I put into Nashville, Tennessee But you wouldn't even come around to see me You seemed to headin' up to Carolina You know I gonna be right there behind you Now I

Quem tá lhe segurando? Você sabe voar Vai, a porta na verdade nem existe sai O está esperando? Você sabe voar De volta pra mim, de volta pra mim Nem vem com essa história Eu nem quero ouvir Não dá pra te esquecer agora Como assim?

Callin' me home Callin' me home, There's a cabin in a valley, My grandpa built on your land. Your mountains are a canvas, For the makers hand. Tonight I'm fishing up a river,