Single-Wide Dreamin by Ryan Stevenson Lyrics
[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
At the end of the block, where the pavement stopped
Was a little ten single-wide
We had a juniper tree in the driveway
And a church on the other side
Early in the morning, summer sun rising
I remember waking up to the sound
Of that old yellow airplane dusting the crops
Shaking the windows in the house
Racing home from school in the afternoon
Just to catch my favorite show
Kicking back with Zach and Kelly Kapowski
Slater and Jessie Spano
[Chorus]
Take me back to the place
To those cold October days
Back to the Friday nights
Underneath the lights
Hearing the cheers from a home game
Home sweet home on the range
I love how some things never change
Hearing the cows and the columbines
In the cool of the evening
Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
[Verse 2]
The day I turned sixteen I hit the DMV
Barely passed my driving test
In an '81 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme
With hardly any brakes left
Then I bought my first car from my cousin
Subaru hatchback with a busted clutch
But we'd limp it all around the Valley, picking up pop cans
Just to buy some lunch
Parties out in the lawn
We bumping Coolio like it was 1996, ha
And all the hicks in town brought their pickups out
Showing off their twenty-inch lift kits
[Chorus]
Take me back to the place
To those cold October days
Back to the Friday nights
Underneath the lights
Hearing the cheers from a home game
Home sweet home on the range
I love how some things never change
Hearing the cows and the columbines
In the cool of the evening
Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
Passing notes in class, behind the teacher's back
About who we had a crush on
And staying up all night, making mixtapes
With all our favorite love songs
And a couple of my best friends who were Mexican
Taught me to habla Español
With mariachis throwing down at fiestas
Sipping horchata and menudo
[Chorus]
Take me back to the place
To those cold October days
Back to the Friday nights
Underneath the lights
Hearing the cheers from a home game
Home sweet home on the range
I love how some things never change
Hearing the cows and the columbines
In the cool of the evening
Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
[Verse 1]
At the end of the block, where the pavement stopped
Was a little ten single-wide
We had a juniper tree in the driveway
And a church on the other side
Early in the morning, summer sun rising
I remember waking up to the sound
Of that old yellow airplane dusting the crops
Shaking the windows in the house
Racing home from school in the afternoon
Just to catch my favorite show
Kicking back with Zach and Kelly Kapowski
Slater and Jessie Spano
[Chorus]
Take me back to the place
To those cold October days
Back to the Friday nights
Underneath the lights
Hearing the cheers from a home game
Home sweet home on the range
I love how some things never change
Hearing the cows and the columbines
In the cool of the evening
Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
[Verse 2]
The day I turned sixteen I hit the DMV
Barely passed my driving test
In an '81 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme
With hardly any brakes left
Then I bought my first car from my cousin
Subaru hatchback with a busted clutch
But we'd limp it all around the Valley, picking up pop cans
Just to buy some lunch
Parties out in the lawn
We bumping Coolio like it was 1996, ha
And all the hicks in town brought their pickups out
Showing off their twenty-inch lift kits
[Chorus]
Take me back to the place
To those cold October days
Back to the Friday nights
Underneath the lights
Hearing the cheers from a home game
Home sweet home on the range
I love how some things never change
Hearing the cows and the columbines
In the cool of the evening
Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
Passing notes in class, behind the teacher's back
About who we had a crush on
And staying up all night, making mixtapes
With all our favorite love songs
And a couple of my best friends who were Mexican
Taught me to habla Español
With mariachis throwing down at fiestas
Sipping horchata and menudo
[Chorus]
Take me back to the place
To those cold October days
Back to the Friday nights
Underneath the lights
Hearing the cheers from a home game
Home sweet home on the range
I love how some things never change
Hearing the cows and the columbines
In the cool of the evening
Yeah, we were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'
We were single-wide dreamin'