Kelly Hitchcock Poet Lyric

Needle On the Vinyl

You might think I’m crazy
Some say I'm insane
But when it comes to country music
It takes me to another place

It takes me back to those early days
Me sitting by daddys side
Listening to old Hank Williams
Sing I'm so lonesome I could cry

He put that needle on the vinyl
Id watch it spin around
I felt like Hank was singing to me
Your cheatin heart was so profound

I really miss those early days
Lord how I love that sound
That needle on the vinyl - spinning around

For some it's pills and whiskey
A cold beer in a frosted glass
For me it's old Bocephus
And if that's a problem kiss my ass

He’d sing a country boy can survive
He was hell bent and whiskey bond
All his rowdy friends were coming over tonight
He said Heaven can't be found

All those songs
Take me back
As they are spinning turned up loud
And that needle on the vinyl - spinning around 



He put that needle on the vinyl
Id watch it spin around
I felt like Hank was singing to me
Your cheatin heart was so profound

I really miss those early days
Lord you know how I love that sound
That needle on the vinyl - spinning around 

Some may call me crazy
A good old boy in a beat up truck
Cause when I hear family tradition
You know I turn that classic up

I twist a top - and sit on back 
Man I love that country sound
That needle on the vinyl - spinning around 

I really miss those early days
Lord you know I love that sound
That needle on the vinyl - spinning around

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