The Outskirts

Well, I want a home on the outskirts of town

Come around sundown to hear the sound

Kids and the crickets under pinkish skies

Swing on by 'cause we're drinking tonight

Well, in my mind, trees line the drive

There's a kind, loving lady, belly laughing inside

And in the morning while we're drinking brew

She'll say, "The city ain't nothing like the outskirts with you"

Fireflies and some scheming eyes

Will turn this house into a home

Then we'll grin in the driveway

Hell, your smile outdoes the dawn

Hold on, hope is on the way

Oh, I swear to God

I'll take you to the outskirts one day

Well, I want a home on the outskirts of town

Where the wind chimes sing to the porch swing crowd

June into August, August to May

With the sun beating down or the snow in the way

The smell of fresh-cut grass in the yard

I don't care who you are, drink a fifth, bring your heart

You put down the tailgate, I'll put down a tune

'Cause out in the 'skirts, we move and shake with the moon

With fireflies and some scheming eyes

We'll turn this house into a home

Then we'll grin in the driveway

Hell, your smile outdoes the dawn

Hold on, hope is on the way

Oh, I swear to God

I'll take you to the outskirts one day

Oh, I swear to God

I'll take you to the outskirts one day

With fireflies and some scheming eyes

We'll turn this house into a home

Then we'll grin in the driveway

Hell, your smile outdoes the dawn

Hold on, hope is on the way

Oh, I swear to God

We'll make it to the outskirts one day

Oh, I swear to God

We'll make it to the outskirts one day