Anthony Hamilton | Lyrics | Ball and Chain

Sittin' here thinkin'
Damn, I'm getting a little older
Tryin' to find some peace of mind
Take the weight of the world off my shoulder

Got me drivin' down the highway
Tryin' to make it through each and everyday
Fade to black and all poverty
Take a truck and move my people down South with me

Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket
On a one way trip into Georgia
Big smiles, apple pies
My people and blue skies

Tomatoes grow where I can pick 'em
On an open highway through Georgia
Green grass, tear stains
Shadow dancin' in the pourin' rain

Sittin' here lookin' in the mirror
Damn it's gettin' a little clearer
If I could paint a perfect picture
Would you dare take it with ya
Take it with ya, take it with ya?

Picture us whistlin' while fishin'
Picture us dancin' while romancin'
To a tune the belongs to me and you
My balls and chain we will all be free

Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket
On a one way trip into Georgia
Big smiles, apple pies
My people and blue skies

Tomatoes grow where I can pick 'em
On an open highway through Georgia
Green grass, tear stains
Shadow dancin' in the pourin' rain

We can be dancin', steady romancin'
Whistlin' while we steady fishin'

Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket
On a one way trip into Georgia
Big smiles, apple pies
My people and blue skies

Tomatoes grow where I can pick 'em
On an open highway through Georgia
Green grass, tear stains
Shadow dancin' in the pourin' rain