Cumberland Run - Y'allville Lyrics

Where I'm from the white-tail run and the rooster crows at dawn
We pick guitar out on the porch and Chickens roam our lawns
You gotta recognize there's a reason why we love living out on a farm
It takes a fishing line state-of-mind T'earn some good ol' southern charm

We ain't got no signal for a country mile
But stop on by and stay a while

We live out on acres of cornfield
& Mount KC lights on our windshield
Work with our hands and got farmer's tans
Welcome to Y'allville

Where I'm from we know the sum of one plus one is.... Two
We love to hunt till our feet go numb, so we pack two cans of chew

May not have much teeth, but we still smile
So stop on by and stay a while

We make whiskey back yonder in the hills
In rickety, Copper-lined corn stills
From 'Shine in the trunk, we're all gettin' drunk
Welcome to Y'allville

We dress up to hear us some preachin,
And after we all do some eatin'
Thank God for Grace, it's a hell of a place
Welcome to Y'allville

There's only one stop light that hangs behind
Our local dollar store
But just like us it don't like to work no more

SO WE ALL live out on acres of cornfield
& Mount KC lights on our windshield
Work with our hands and got farmer's tans
Welcome to Y'allville!

We watch football and NASCAR on Sunday
F-150s jacked up with a 12 Gauge
If you're stuck in a pinch, we all got a winch
So, Welcome to Y'allville

::Melody Singalong::

Welcome to Y'allville,
Welcome to Y'allville,
Yep, Welcome to Y'allville