Brushy Creek

Verse 1
 I got a guitar; you got a smile.
 We can go to Brushy Creek for a while
 And have us a good time.
 There ain't nothing like the sound
 Of the hill country singing in the background.
 Verse 2
 Well your grandparents own this land,
 Built this house with their hands
 And lived a good life.
 Now they're looking down
 Dancing to the hill country background.
 Chorus
 Oh there's a round rock that lies midstream.
 We can go there and share our dreams.
 Hike on up to the railroad tracks
 And maybe hold hands when we walk back.
 Verse 3
 A place to think and come back home
 When we're tired and feeling alone
 In this good life.
 Where our love is found
 In the hill country singing in the background.
 Verse 4
 I got a guitar; you got a ring.
 Let's go to Brushy Creek this spring
 And have us a good time.
 There ain't nothing like the sound
 Of the hill country singing in the background