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boots\nHear this drawl when I talk to you\nSon, as soon as I pull up, there's no denying\nThat sacred ground stuck in my tread\nThe red that's right there on my neck\nHell, there ain't no use in me trying to fight it\nIt ain't like I can hide it\nIt ain't like I can hide it\nNo, I can't hide the Skoal ring in my blue jeans\nHide the small town in my blood\nHide the country, there's just some things that you can't cover up\nIt ain't like you can't see these old worn-out boots\nHear this drawl when I talk to you\nSon, as soon as I pull up, there's no denying\nThat sacred ground stuck in my tread\nThe red that's right there on my neck\nHell, there ain't no use in me trying to fight it\nIt ain't like I can hide it\nIt ain't like I can hide it\nIt ain't like I can hide it, no","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.89] If you've met me, then you've met my old man\n[00:17.83] He'll look you in your eyes and shake your hand\n[00:23.12] Where I'm from, what I believe\n[00:26.27] Might as well be on my sleeve\n[00:28.32] And you don't have to wonder who I am\n[00:32.53] It ain't like you can't see these old worn-out boots\n[00:36.14] Hear this drawl when I talk to you\n[00:38.43] Son, as soon as I pull up, there's no denyin'\n[00:43.59] That sacred ground stuck in my tread\n[00:46.49] The red that's right there on my neck\n[00:49.39] Hell, there ain't no use in me tryin' to fight it\n[00:53.06] It ain't like I can hide it\n[01:04.36] There's a farm with a flag and a barn on a gravel road\n[01:09.44] And a swing on the porch of the house that I call home\n[01:14.54] That's where this boy became a man\n[01:17.64] You might wonder where I stand\n[01:19.82] But if you've been there, hell, you already know\n[01:23.87] 'Cause it ain't like you can't see these old worn-out boots\n[01:27.78] Hear this drawl when I talk to you\n[01:30.00] Son, as soon as I pull up, there's no denyin'\n[01:35.24] That sacred ground stuck in my tread\n[01:38.00] The red that's right there on my neck\n[01:40.77] Hell, there ain't no use in me tryin' to fight it\n[01:44.46] It ain't like I can hide it\n[01:49.67] It ain't like I can hide it\n[01:55.47] No, I can't hide the Skoal ring in my blue jeans\n[01:58.73] Hide the small town in my blood\n[02:01.30] Hide the country\n[02:02.43] There are just some things that you can't cover up\n[02:07.60] It ain't like you can't see these old, worn out boots\n[02:11.52] Hear this drawl when I talk to you\n[02:13.84] Son, as soon as I pull up, there's no denyin'\n[02:19.24] That sacred ground stuck in my tread\n[02:22.04] The red that's right there on my neck\n[02:24.62] Hell, there ain't no use in me tryin' to fight it\n[02:28.36] It ain't like I can hide it\n[02:33.48] It ain't like I can hide it\n[02:38.67] It ain't like I can hide it, no\n[03:00.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ain’t Like I Can Hide It\n  artist: Riley Green\n  album: Ain't My Last Rodeo\n  duration_ms: 181000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: If you've 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64360\n- text: There's a farm with a flag and a barn on a gravel road\n  start_ms: 64360\n  end_ms: 69440\n- text: And a swing on the porch of the house that I call home\n  start_ms: 69440\n  end_ms: 74540\n- text: That's where this boy became a man\n  start_ms: 74540\n  end_ms: 77640\n- text: You might wonder where I stand\n  start_ms: 77640\n  end_ms: 79820\n- text: But if you've been there, hell, you already know\n  start_ms: 79820\n  end_ms: 83870\n- text: '''Cause it ain''t like you can''t see these old worn-out boots'\n  start_ms: 83870\n  end_ms: 87780\n- text: Hear this drawl when I talk to you\n  start_ms: 87780\n  end_ms: 90000\n- text: Son, as soon as I pull up, there's no denyin'\n  start_ms: 90000\n  end_ms: 95240\n- text: That sacred ground stuck in my tread\n  start_ms: 95240\n  end_ms: 98000\n- text: The red that's right there on my neck\n  start_ms: 98000\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: Hell, there ain't no use in me tryin' to fight it\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 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road\n[01:09.44] And a swing on the porch of the house that I call home\n[01:14.54] That's where this boy became a man\n[01:17.64] You might wonder where I stand\n[01:19.82] But if you've been there, hell, you already know\n[01:23.87] 'Cause it ain't like you can't see these old worn-out boots\n[01:27.78] Hear this drawl when I talk to you\n[01:30.00] Son, as soon as I pull up, there's no denyin'\n[01:35.24] That sacred ground stuck in my tread\n[01:38.00] The red that's right there on my neck\n[01:40.77] Hell, there ain't no use in me tryin' to fight it\n[01:44.46] It ain't like I can hide it\n[01:49.67] It ain't like I can hide it\n[01:55.47] No, I can't hide the Skoal ring in my blue jeans\n[01:58.73] Hide the small town in my blood\n[02:01.30] Hide the country\n[02:02.43] There are just some things that you can't cover up\n[02:07.60] It ain't like you can't see these old, worn out boots\n[02:11.52] Hear this drawl when I talk to you\n[02:13.84] Son, as soon as I pull up, there's no 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