In My Neighborhood

Craig MorganCraig Morgan 

Follow 3 fans

Craig Morgan

Craig Morgan Greer (born July 17, 1964, in Kingston Springs, Tennessee) is an American country music artist. A veteran of the United States Army, Morgan began his musical career in 2000 on Atlantic Records, releasing his self-titled debut album for that label before the closure of its Nashville division in 2000. In 2002, Morgan signed to the independent Broken Bow Records, on which he released three studio albums: 2003's I Love It, 2005's My Kind of Livin', and 2006's Little Bit of Life. These produced several chart hits, including "That's What I Love About Sunday," which spent four weeks at the top of the Billboard country charts and was that publication's Number One country hit of 2005. A greatest hits package followed in mid- 2008 before Morgan left the la… more »

Year:

2005

6:09

99 Views

Playlists:

#1

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

If you see a pick-up truck with a plastic 'coon dog,
Mounted on the hood.
If you pass trailer with a concrete donkey in the yard,
An' tires up on the roof.
An' if you see a woman in a moo-moo,
Readin' Tarot cards an' palms down by the road.
That's how you know; that's how you know,
You're in my neighborhood.

In my neighborhood,
There's nothin' ordinary about the regular folk.
In my neighborhood,
We make our own wine outta berries we grow.
A word to the wise, when they turn out the lights,
It's a free-for-all, y'all, every Saturday night,
But everybody treats everybody they way they should,
In my neighborhood.

When the wind is just right, you can tell they're makin' paper,
At the mill on Champion Lane.
When Mabel Johnson goes to fry 'em Rocky Mountain Oysters,
You can smell 'em from a mile away.
You might hear the church bells playin' "Sweet Home Alabama",
'Cause the preacher loves rock an' roll,
That's how you know; that's how you know,
You're in my neighborhood.

In my neighborhood,
There's nothin' ordinary about the regular folk.
In my neighborhood,
We make our own wine outta berries we grow.
A word to the wise, when they turn out the lights,
It's a free-for-all, y'all, every Saturday night,
But everybody treats everybody they way they should,
In my neighborhood.

In my neighborhood,
There's nothin' ordinary about the regular folk.
In my neighborhood,
We make our own wine outta berries we grow.
A word to the wise, when they turn out the lights,
It's a free-for-all, y'all, every Saturday night,
But everybody treats everybody they way they should,
In my neighborhood.
In my neighborhood.

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer