Backwoods Lyrics by Zach John King
I ain’t been lost in a minute
Ain’t been nowhere where the phone don’t work
Ain’t heard me a creek or a cricket
Ain’t spent no time in a duck blind church
I bet it’s the same since I left it
Still the closest thing I’ve seen to heaven
Take me back to the backwoods
Put a pine tree shadow on my truck hood
Catch a throw it back bass on a bream hook
Don’t it sound good
Like oh
Put me on the outskirts
With the dirt same color as the good word
With a homegrown girl in my t-shirt
Need me some of that
Ain’t on the map
Take me back to the backwoods
I miss that starlit ceiling
I miss them whitetail jumping barbed wire
I’mma find my back 40 healing
With my arms ’round her and a whippoorwill choir
I need some middle of nowhere
So if I go missing you know where
Take me back to the backwoods
Put a pine tree shadow on my truck hood
Catch a throw it back bass on a bream hook
Don’t it sound good
Like oh
Put me on the outskirts
With the dirt same color as the good word
With a homegrown girl in my t-shirt
Need me some of that
Ain’t on the map
Take me back to the backwoods
Where I came from
Try to find a better place
No there ain’t none, yeah
Take me back to the backwoods
Take me back
Take me back to the backwoods
Put a pine tree shadow on my truck hood
Catch a throw it back bass on a bream hook
Don’t it sound good
Like oh
Put me on the outskirts
With the dirt same color as the good word
With a homegrown girl in my t-shirt
Need me some of that
Ain’t on the map
Take me back to the backwoods
Take me back to the backwoods, yeah
Take me back to the backwoods