Well I don't know about you but i know about me
You see where I come from is the land of the peach
The red Georgia clay and the tall pine trees
Yeah that's the life for me
The red Georgia clay and the tall pine trees
Yeah that's the life for me
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Well I don't know what you've heard but here's what i've seen
Papa told me son this the land of the free
The water gets black at the fall of night
Yeah that's the time for me
Get your poles in before the last sunlight
Yeah that's the time for me
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Muddy Creek & Co. - Peach Tea Lyrics
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Well I don't know about you but i know about me
You see where I come from is the land of the peach
The red Georgia clay and the tall pine trees
Yeah that's the life for me
The red Georgia clay and the tall pine trees
Yeah that's the life for me
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Well I don't know what you've heard but here's what i've seen
Papa told me son this the land of the free
The water gets black at the fall of night
Yeah that's the time for me
Get your poles in before the last sunlight
Yeah that's the time for me
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
You see where I come from is the land of the peach
The red Georgia clay and the tall pine trees
Yeah that's the life for me
The red Georgia clay and the tall pine trees
Yeah that's the life for me
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Well I don't know what you've heard but here's what i've seen
Papa told me son this the land of the free
The water gets black at the fall of night
Yeah that's the time for me
Get your poles in before the last sunlight
Yeah that's the time for me
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Well that southern air is flowin' through my veins
And i'm runnin' backroads till the break of day
Wide bank creeks with the long cane poles
Set up shop we're gonna fish this hole
Writer: Parker Fyffe
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