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Whiskey and Cobblestones
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just enjoying my music hope you like my covers :)
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Peak #18
Peak in subgenre #5
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May 27, 2024
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MP3 4.7 MB 192 kbps 3:24
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fike
May 27, 2024
[Verse 1] In Lynchburg, Tennessee, where time moves slow There's a little town with a story to be told With whiskey in the air, and cobblestones under our feet So many tales in these old Tennessee streets [Verse 2] Down by the creek, we'd skip those smooth stones Laying in the grass, feeling nature's gentle moan The smell of hickory smoke fills the autumn air Lynchburg, Tennessee, a place so rare [Chorus] Lynchburg, oh Lynchburg, where the spirits roam From the distillery to the old town home Where the whiskey flows, and the memories unwind Lynchburg, Tennessee, forever in my mind [Verse 3] At the Lynchburg Hardware Store, you can hear the chatter Neighbors swapping stories, glass bottles clinking with laughter The old courthouse stands tall, weathered by the years A symbol of the strength that Lynchburg perseveres [Verse 4] In the Lynchburg square, where the music plays The fiddles and guitars, carrying melodies for days Front porches lined with the soun
fike
May 27, 2024
[Verse 1] In Lynchburg, Tennessee, where time moves slow There's a little town with a story to be told With whiskey in the air, and cobblestones under our feet So many tales in these old Tennessee streets [Verse 2] Down by the creek, we'd skip those smooth stones Laying in the grass, feeling nature's gentle moan The smell of hickory smoke fills the autumn air Lynchburg, Tennessee, a place so rare [Chorus] Lynchburg, oh Lynchburg, where the spirits roam From the distillery to the old town home Where the whiskey flows, and the memories unwind Lynchburg, Tennessee, forever in my mind [Verse 3] At the Lynchburg Hardware Store, you can hear the chatter Neighbors swapping stories, glass bottles clinking with laughter The old courthouse stands tall, weathered by the years A symbol of the strength that Lynchburg perseveres [Verse 4] In the Lynchburg square, where the music plays The fiddles and guitars, carrying melodies for days Front porches lined with the soun