Nicolle Galyon Child Of The Country Sun (feat. Tony Lucca)
These feet were broken in
Running wild with the wind
Through fields of corn and cotton
That haven't been forgotten
These hands learned how to write
With a rusty pocket knife
On the bark of a backwood oak
Still there if you look real close
These seeds are in my soul
I'm the daughter of a dirt road dream
Sister of a southern delta queen
I'm the product of the things I love
I'm a child of the country sun
And I learned how to dance
With a root beer in my hand
In the bed of an El Camino
Parking lot of a Taco Chico
And I learned how to kiss
In the haze of a summer mist
By the lake the Baptist picnic
Gettin' lost and goin' with it
These seeds are in my soul
I'm the daughter of a dirt road dream
Sister of a southern delta queen
I'm the product of the things I love
I'm a child of the country sun
My feet are on the ground, My field's around my feet ??
Indian summer and the freckles on my cheeks
singing oh oh oh oh oh
The blue is in the sky, the sky is in my eyes
My soul is in the river and the river ain't dry
Singing oh oh oh oh oh
As long as I'm alive
I'm the daughter of a dirt road dream
Sister of a southern delta queen
I'm the product of the things I love
I'm a child of the country sun
oh, oh
I'm a child of the country sun
oh, oh
