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Paradise In The Rough
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Bow Thayer (SESAC)
Elbop 2004
The Driftwood Periodicals, Volume 1
Thu Jan 20, 2005
Country : Alternative Country
Elbop 2004
The Driftwood Periodicals, Volume 1
Thu Jan 20, 2005
Country : Alternative Country
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» highest in charts: # 298 (47,096 songs currently listed in Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 54 (6,394 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
» highest in sub-genre: # 54 (6,394 songs currently listed in Country > Alternative Country)
About the song
Living in the Green Mountains of Vermont.
Lyrics
Ole wood stove
Burn them hot coals
As far as we know it might snow tonight
Feel that wind blow
Shut that window
Come and sitdown by this firelight burning slow
Down here we fit in with the conifers
Down where the river runs through our blood
God knows that we're connoisseurs of canned food
Down here it's paradise in the rough
My Melissa
God how I miss her
Although we never seemed to get along
Like blowing kisses
In a twister
Only leads to blisters on a calloused heart
Down here we fit in with the conifers
Down where the river runs through our blood
God knows that we're connoisseurs of canned food
Down here it's paradise in the rough
What's that clock say
I think it's Wednesday
I felt that hump about an hour ago
I got my mind made
To sit here all day
Besides I got nowhere else I gotta go
Down here we fit in with the conifers
Down where the river runs through our blood
God knows that we're connoisseurs of canned food
Down here it's paradise in the rough
Burn them hot coals
As far as we know it might snow tonight
Feel that wind blow
Shut that window
Come and sitdown by this firelight burning slow
Down here we fit in with the conifers
Down where the river runs through our blood
God knows that we're connoisseurs of canned food
Down here it's paradise in the rough
My Melissa
God how I miss her
Although we never seemed to get along
Like blowing kisses
In a twister
Only leads to blisters on a calloused heart
Down here we fit in with the conifers
Down where the river runs through our blood
God knows that we're connoisseurs of canned food
Down here it's paradise in the rough
What's that clock say
I think it's Wednesday
I felt that hump about an hour ago
I got my mind made
To sit here all day
Besides I got nowhere else I gotta go
Down here we fit in with the conifers
Down where the river runs through our blood
God knows that we're connoisseurs of canned food
Down here it's paradise in the rough
