Down Here - Shelby Lynne

I love you like I’m not thinking 'bout it

It’s a natural thing

Even n my dark, Dixie, closet

It’s easy to see

School bus bumpin' over the creek

Does anybody know the secret I keep

But I know God and he knows me

Down Here

Big church steeples piercing the sunset

And busted bicycle chains

Seeing how the skies open for me

Rivers of pain

Oh lightning strike away the pain

Thunder clap away the shame

Truth is a masquerade

Down Here

Down in the Country

Out in the Hills

Out in the Country

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