Musica de Dallas Smith del Genero: Country Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Country son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Dallas Smith tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Country, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
CRZY Song Lyrics
CRZY by Dallas Smith I remember Dwight Yoakam on my mixtape
Blarin' out the window with a goodbye wave
Oh, I was Red Wings in the dirt and tied to this town
She was, "See you later, boy," and college bound
I remember C-R-Z-Y on an Alabama plate
Hundred watts of leavin' Chevy red on my face
Oh, it was so damn hard and I ain't gonna lie
And it's still there when I close my eyes
Well, bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Keep between the ditches and I hope you find
What you're lookin' for
Maybe little more
Than this hold you down, small town, put the pedal to the floor
And ride, ride C-R-Z-Y
Keep that motor runnin' so those pretty blues eyes
Will see the world
Sure gonna miss you, girl
But some birds were born to fly
So bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
I remember lightin' up a smoke and crackin' that beer
Must've stood there an hour, fightin' back a tear
Oh, it was so damn dark when that dust finally cleared
I remember thinkin', "I hope she don't even look in that rear view mirror," no
Well, bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Keep between the ditches and I hope you find
What you're lookin' for
Maybe little more
Than this hold you down, small town, put the pedal to the floor
And ride, ride C-R-Z-Y
Keep that motor runnin' so those pretty blues eyes
Will see the world
Sure gonna miss you, girl
But some birds were born to fly
So bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Years down the road, got a little crazy of my own
At sixteen years young, she thinks she's grown
We're all first car, first date
W-L-D on a license plate
Now, ain't life crazy? Yeah
Well, bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y
Keep between the ditches and I hope you find
What you're lookin' for
Maybe little more
Than this hold you down, small town, put the pedal to the floor
And ride, ride C-R-Z-Y
Keep that motor runnin' so those pretty blues eyes
Will see the world
Sure gonna miss you, girl
But some birds were born to fly
So bye-bye, C-R-Z-Y