Larry Fleet – Stack of Records

Stack of Records Lyrics
Larry Fleet – Stack of Records Lyrics

Verse 1
When I couldn’t find the words
Well, I played her some Whitley
‘Cause sometimes it’s better
When you say nothing at all
When I couldn’t find myself
Well, I turned on some Otis
‘Cause ain’t nothing like “Dock of the Bay”
To get me back where I belong

Chorus
If you wanna know me
You gotta know what’s in my soul
Little Bakersfield and Memphis
And a whole lot of Muscle Shoals
Take some country, soul, rock and roll
And mix ‘em all together
Yeah, and I’m what you get
When you’re raised on a stack of records

Verse 2
I learned about the law
From Waylon and the Duke boys
I learned how to dance
On a kitchen hardwood floor
I learned a lot about leaving
On a midnight train to Georgia
And thank God for Main Street Drags
With them dusty old record stores

Chorus
If you wanna know me
You gotta know what’s in my soul
Little Bakersfield and Memphis
And a whole lot of Muscle Shoals
Take some country, soul, rock and roll
And mix ‘em all together
Yeah, and I’m what you get
When you’re raised on a stack of records

Bridge
Well, every kid has a hero
Lord knows I had mine
So picking up this guitar
Just made perfect sense
Well, I hope my music moves you
As I stand up here tonight
I hope your road goes on forever
And your party never ends

Chorus
If you wanna know me
You gotta know what’s in my soul
Little Bakersfield and Memphis
And a whole lot of Muscle Shoals
Take some country, soul, rock and roll
And mix ‘em all together
Yeah, and I’m what you get
When you’re raised on a stack of records

Outro
Oh, I’m what you get
When you’re raised on a stack of records
I’m what you get

Larry Fleet