In My Neighborhood lyrics

Artist  : Craig Morgan 
Song : In My Neighborhood
 
-If you see a pickup truck with a plastic coon dog
mounted on the hood

-If you pass a trailer with a concrete donkey in
the yard and tires up on the roof

-And if you see a woman in a moo-moo reading
Tarot cards and palms down by the road

-That's how you know, that's how you know, you're
in my neighborhood



-In my neighborhood there's nothing ordinary bout
the regular folk

-In my neighborhood we make our own wine outta
berries we grow

-A word to the wise when they turn out the lights
it's a free for all ya'll every Saturday night

-But everybody treats everybody the way they
should

-In my neighborhood



-When the wind is just right you can tell they're
making paper at the mill on Champion Lane

-When Mabel Johnson goes to frying rocky mountain
oysters you can smell em' from a mile away

-You might hear the church bells playing Sweet
Home Alabame cause the preacher loves rock and
roll

-That's how you know, that's how you know, you're
in my neighborhood



-In my neighborhood there's nothing ordinary bout
the regular folk

-In my neighborhood we make our own wine outta
berries we grow

-A word to the wise when they turn out the lights
it's a free for all ya'll every Saturday night

-But everybody treats everybody the way they
should

-In my neighborhood



-In my neighborhood there's nothing ordinary bout
the regular folk

-In my neighborhood we make our own wine outta
berries we grow

-A word to the wise when they turn out the lights
it's a free for all ya'll every Saturday night

-But everybody treats everybody the way they
should

-In my neighborhood



-In my neighborhood