Me and This Town Ain’t Ever Been for Sale (Official Music Video) – Blue-Collar

Описание: Music: Me and This Town Ain’t Ever Been for Sale

[Verse 1]
They came down here with their briefcases and ties,
Talkin' big money and progress and lies,
Said they'd build somethin' shiny where the old church stands,
But they don't know nothin' 'bout this land.
My granddad's buried on that hill out back,
And my mama raised me on this gravel track,
So you can take your offer and your city plans,
'Cause we don't bow down to no company man.
[Chorus]
Me and this town ain't ever been for sale,
We've weathered the storms, we've rode out the hail,
You can't buy our souls with a dollar sign,
We're rooted too deep in these Georgia pines.
We don't trade our honor for a payday dream,
We stand by our word and the red dirt beneath,
So take your money and hit the trail,
'Cause me and this town ain't ever been for sale.
[Verse 2]
There's a bar on Main where my old man drank,
Where loggers and farmers shoot straight and talk frank,
We might not have much, but what we got is real,
You can't find that kind of truth in a business deal.
I've seen hard times come and hard times go,
Lost good friends to the weight of it all,
But we keep on fightin' for what we believe,
'Cause integrity's somethin' that you can't retrieve.
[Chorus]
Me and this town ain't ever been for sale,
We've weathered the storms, we've rode out the hail,
You can't buy our souls with a dollar sign,
We're rooted too deep in these Georgia pines.
We don't trade our honor for a payday dream,
We stand by our word and the red dirt beneath,
So take your money and hit the trail,
'Cause me and this town ain't ever been for sale.
[Bridge]
They don't understand what it means to stay,
When the whole world's tellin' you to walk away,
But there's somethin' sacred 'bout holdin' your ground,
When you're the last ones left in a forgotten town.
[Final Chorus - Intense]
Me and this town ain't ever been for sale,
We've bled for this dirt, we've survived every gale,
You can't buy our pride with your corporate greed,
We're the sons and daughters of a different breed.
We don't trade our brothers for a golden nail,
We'd rather go broke on our own damn trail,
So you can ring that bell, but we won't prevail,
No, me and this town ain't ever been for sale,
Me and this town ain't ever been for sale.
[Outro]
Never been for sale... no sir, never been for sale.

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