Lyrics

Spanish moss on the willow
Summer sweat on my skin
Sun on the Mississippi
Singing along the kin
I thought I lost, yeah
On God
'Cause these days
We ain't even get to so bye no more
So I'ma stop screening your calls
And I'ma stop saying "I'm busy"
When really, I'm roaming the city
Just dreaming of how I'm gon' get out of here
Dreaming of moving down near New Orleans
Laying some roots down
But I would go anywhere
But here
But I would go anywhere
But here
But I would go anywhere
But here
But if you need me, I'll stay in town
Fuck
Spanish moss on the willow
Summer sweat on my skin
Sun on the Mississippi
Singing along the kin
And I'll be damned if I don't feel blessed
I'll be damned if I don't feel blessed
Written by: Corey Smith-West, Devin Hobdy
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