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LYRICS:
I grew up in a little town named after another
Catching bass and cutting grass is how I spent my summers
I know it sounds cliche, but itās how I was raised
And I got my first guitar from a pawn shop off of poplar
Picked up Sweet Home Alabama, and Smoke On The Water
And thatās what got me out
Itās crazy thinking now
Iām a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs youāve heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt, and how Mississippiās home
Iāve always been a mockingbird but
Now Iām a mockingbird with a microphone
I found myself a contract down on Sixteenth Avenue
Writing songs for anyone about anything I knew
And I've come a long long way
But one thing hasn't changed
Iām a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs youāve heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt, and how Mississippiās home
Iāve always been a mockingbird but
Now Iām a mockingbird with a microphone
A mockingbird with a microphone, with a microphone, with a microphone, with a microphone
Do this, do that
That shirt, this hat
Donāt forget to smile
Kiss the ring once in a while
Donāt say, those words
Put down your finger
Throw in a slow love song or two
Well fuck that, and fuck you ācause
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
Iāll fly the line I choose to brother
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow, the crow
Well do that, do this
Unclench your fist
Youāre too loud, youāre too proud it wonāt work
Well tell that to twenty five thousand rednecks with my dumb face on their T-shirt
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
Iāll fly the line I choose to brother
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow, The crow
Iām a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs youāve heard
Like friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt, and how Mississippiās home
Iāve always been a mockingbird but
Now Iām a mockingbird and Iām the crow
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