Craig Campbell - That's Music To Me lyrics

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Crickets singin’ in the evening hours

Daddy on guitar pickin’ Wildwood Flower

Old record player spinnin’ LP’s

Yeah, that’s music to me

Reel screamin’ large mouth on the line

Georgia breeze whistlin’ through the pines

Mama hollerin’ y’all let’s eat

Yeah, that’s music to me

Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood

That’s who I am and what I love

Saturday nights full of Haggard and Whitley

A Sunday morning choir now that’s music to me

High school football when the home team scores

Little bare feet on a hardwood floor

Hearin’ her whisper the kids are asleep

Now that’s music to me

Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood

That’s who I am and what I love

Saturday nights full of Haggard and Whitley

A Sunday morning choir now that’s music to me

Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood

That’s who I am and what I love

A ho down fiddle a little off key

Old hound dog a-howlin, yeah, that’s music to me

Yeah, that’s music to me