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Ain't No Lyin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Kurt Holes
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Kurt Holes
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Woke up this mornin', rooster crowed at dawn,
Coffee on the stove, work boots pullin' on.
Ain't no secrets here, where the pines touch the sky,
In this one-stop town, where the truth don't hide.
Walkin' through the fields, with the sun beatin' down,
Dusty old tractor, movin' hay 'cross the ground.
Neighbors wave hello, 'cause we all know the score,
In this simple life, ain't no need for more.
Ain't no lyin', in this heartland air,
Where the rivers run true, and folks really care.
Every smile, every tear, it's all real as the sun,
Ain't no lyin', we're all one.
Granddad's old guitar, sittin' by the door,
Played it on the porch, till he couldn't play no more.
Every note, every chord, ringing honest and clear,
Just like the love, we've kept all these years.
Sunday service bells, call us to the pew,
Friends and family sittin' close, knowin' what we've been through.
Preacher's got a way, tellin' truths that we need,
In this faithful place, where our souls find peace.
Every storm rolls in, but the skies clear out,
We face what comes with a heart full of doubt.
But we stand by each other, through the thick and thin,
'Cause in this little town, that's where life begins.
Every storm rolls in, but the skies clear out,
We face what comes with a heart full of doubt.
But we stand by each other, through the thick and thin,
'Cause in this little town, that's where life begins.
Woke up this mornin', rooster crowed at dawn,
Coffee on the stove, work boots pullin' on.
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English

Woke up this mornin', rooster crowed at dawn,
Coffee on the stove, work boots pullin' on.
Ain't no secrets here, where the pines touch the sky,
In this one-stop town, where the truth don't hide.
Walkin' through the fields, with the sun beatin' down,
Dusty old tractor, movin' hay 'cross the ground.
Neighbors wave hello, 'cause we all know the score,
In this simple life, ain't no need for more.
Ain't no lyin', in this heartland air,
Where the rivers run true, and folks really care.
Every smile, every tear, it's all real as the sun,
Ain't no lyin', we're all one.
Granddad's old guitar, sittin' by the door,
Played it on the porch, till he couldn't play no more.
Every note, every chord, ringing honest and clear,
Just like the love, we've kept all these years.
Sunday service bells, call us to the pew,
Friends and family sittin' close, knowin' what we've been through.
Preacher's got a way, tellin' truths that we need,
In this faithful place, where our souls find peace.
Every storm rolls in, but the skies clear out,
We face what comes with a heart full of doubt.
But we stand by each other, through the thick and thin,
'Cause in this little town, that's where life begins.
Every storm rolls in, but the skies clear out,
We face what comes with a heart full of doubt.
But we stand by each other, through the thick and thin,
'Cause in this little town, that's where life begins.
Woke up this mornin', rooster crowed at dawn,
Coffee on the stove, work boots pullin' on.
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