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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kaleb Lee
Performer
Shane McAnally
Performer
Josh Osborne
Performer
Brandy Clark
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Brandy Clark
Songwriter
Lyrics
Some people dream of what they may be
Where they may go, what they may see
Just down the road around the bend
Oh, but me, I dream of where I've already been
I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords
Boxe fans, back porch
Cotton growin' up to your knees
I dream in Mississipi moon
Past Mason Jars Fireflies
William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans
The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee
If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep
I dream in ham stew, Church pews
No, ain't you never 'round, oh no
I dream in Southern
I've hung my hat in so many places
I've seen the beauty in so many faces that don't feel like home
But that's alright
'Cause every time I close my eyes
I dream in blue bell, ice cream
Momma calling through the screen
Someone's almost ready to hit
I dream in football, Graceland
Barbecue in Alabama sand slippin' under my feet
If I can spend my time in sweet Carolina
Don't take too long for Georgia's back on my mind
I dream in symphonies of trains and crickets
Where it's always Christmas for summer (Yeah, yeah)
I dream in Southern
They say you can't go back
But I can always come back
I dream in blue jeans, ol' Fords
Boxe fans, back porch
Cotton growin' up to your knees
I dream in Mississipi moon
Past Mason Jars Fireflies
William Faulkner, ol' New Orleans
The only Paris for me is in West Tennessee
If I'm never any other when I lay down to sleep
I dream in ham stew, Church pews
No, ain't you never 'round, oh no
I dream in Southern
Oh yeah
I dream in Southern
Writer(s): Shane Mcanally, Josh Osborne, Brandy Clark
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