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Upchurch - What I Claim {Lyrics}

#Upchurch #ThomasToner #WhatIClaim #BubbleSounda #Lyrics Song Name: What I Claim Song By: Upchurch Songwriter: Upchurch Produced By: Thomas Toner FOLLOW UPCHURCH AT:   / officialryan.  .   / ryanupchurch     / @upchurchent   Subscribe On YouTube -    / upchurch.  . Lyrics [Verse 1] I ain't the best singer or the best lookin' Ain't got a plan to make people listen to me Ain't no designer tellin' me what to wear I hit Tractor Supply and get six of the same pair [Verse 2] My claim to fame is a story in a page Marijuana and some thoughts written down to explain From a day I lived and turned into a song As I sat on a porch gettin' stoned at my farm [Verse 3] 29 years old, I live in a dream Big fancy tour bus and millions of streams But I'm still in muddy water, way more than waist-deep I love my hook bringin' and I ain't a strange [Chorus] That I claim the rednecks and everywhere that's out on a mountain And I claim thе rebel flags, flyin' high off a young man's Scottsdale cab And I claim еvery good ol' boy with homemade tattoos they still proud of It ain't how I dress, naw it ain't how I sing, it's how I tell 'em what I claim [Verse 4] I'll never be another Johnny Cash But I feel like him when I'm pissed-off mad In one of my muscle cars goin' way too fast Not worried if a deer even kills my ass [Verse 5] Then after a few miles, I quit bein' so wreckless Light me up a roach while I'm listenin' to Elvis Like a hound dog hangin' out the window Still holdin' my soul 'cause the devil can't get it [Verse 6] Yeah, music ain't money 'round here, no sir It's the blood in her veins and a flag on the porch Red with a blue circle holdin' three bright stars In the 615, ask who we are [Chorus] They'll say we claim the rednecks and everywhere that's out on a mountain Yeah, we claim the rebel flags, flyin' high off a young man's Scottsdale cab And we claim every good ol' boy with homemade tattoos they still proud of Yeah, it ain't how we dress, naw it ain't how we sing, it's how we tell 'em what we claim And hell naw, we ain't ashamed [Bridge] Hopefully, one day, long from now Way in the future, when I'm underground A rebel child will discover the sound Of a Nashville-born, redneck loud-mouth [Chorus] And say that he claimed the rednecks and everywhere that's out on a mountain Yeah, he claimed the rebel flags, flyin' high off his truck and he didn't get scared And he claimed every good ol' boy with homemade tattoos like he had on his arm Yeah, it ain't how he dressed, and it ain't how he sang, it's how he told 'em what he claimed