Sometimes I
Get caught up in the city life
And take a long long drive
Way on out
To Michigan small towns
And remember what it's all about
Yeah it's
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Phone free days
Sittin by the fireplace
We'll read all night and stay up too late
That's the way
I wanna live out my days
Yeah it might be time to move away
Back to
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Where there's a white Christmas
The way it should be
Where lifes a little simpler
And I could raise a family
Somewhere there's time to play
And livin in the today
There's nothin wrong with the city
But this is home sweet home to me
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
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Sometimes I
Get caught up in the city life
And take a long long drive
Way on out
To Michigan small towns
And remember what it's all about
Yeah it's
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Phone free days
Sittin by the fireplace
We'll read all night and stay up too late
That's the way
I wanna live out my days
Yeah it might be time to move away
Back to
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Where there's a white Christmas
The way it should be
Where lifes a little simpler
And I could raise a family
Somewhere there's time to play
And livin in the today
There's nothin wrong with the city
But this is home sweet home to me
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Get caught up in the city life
And take a long long drive
Way on out
To Michigan small towns
And remember what it's all about
Yeah it's
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Phone free days
Sittin by the fireplace
We'll read all night and stay up too late
That's the way
I wanna live out my days
Yeah it might be time to move away
Back to
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Where there's a white Christmas
The way it should be
Where lifes a little simpler
And I could raise a family
Somewhere there's time to play
And livin in the today
There's nothin wrong with the city
But this is home sweet home to me
Enough money to keep the lights on
And 3 generations live on the farm
It's u-pickin in blueberry season
A million stars and a mandolin
I'll never be a billionaire
But how could I really care
In this small town fresh air
Writer: Logan Kibler
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